Some attribute had departed from her, the permanence of which had been essential to keep her a woman. Such is frequently the fate, and such the stern development, of the feminine character and person, when the woman has encountered, and lived through, an experience of peculiar severity. If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or—and the outward semblance is the same—crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more.

Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.

Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.

To do nothing is the way to be nothing.

When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.

Keep the imagination sane--that is one of the truest conditions of communion with heaven.

Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.