The love of one's own sex is precious, for it is neither provoked by vanity nor retained by flattery; it is genuine and sincere.
Maria MitchellBut why look back at all? Why turn your eyes to your shadow, when, by looking upward, you see your rainbow in the same direction?
Maria MitchellTo read a book, to think it over, and to write out notes is a useful exercise; a book which will not repay some hard thought is not worth publishing.
Maria MitchellI was a little doubtful about the propriety of going to the Mammoth Cave without a gentleman escort, but if two ladies travel alone they must have the courage of men.
Maria Mitchell