Heed the spark or you may dread the fire.

the way to wean any one from a desire is not by condemnation of it.

... we each have our fleeting hour.

Bravely you jog along with the rope of class distinction drawing closer, close, tighter, tighter around you... I see it and know it, but I cannot help you... I am only an unnecessary, little, bush commoner, I am only a - woman.

Grandpa ... was ever ready to cheer and help me, ever sure that I was a remarkable specimen. He was a dear old man who asked little from life and got less.

I never can see why they make such a fuss and get so frightened because wimmen does a thing or two now they usedn't to. Nothing short of a earthquake can make them not men an' wimmmen, an' that's the main thing.

Only a very small percentage can regard conditions from any but a selfish point of view or conceive of any but their own shoe-pinch.