Shunning the upstart shower, / The cold and cursory scrub, / I celebrate the power / That lies within the Tub.

The wonderful thing about saints is that they were human. They lost their tempers, got hungry, scolded God, were egotistical or impatient in their turns, made mistakes and regretted them. Still they went on doggedly blundering toward heaven.

History must always be taken with a grain of salt. It is, after all, not a science but an art.

God know that a mother need fortitude and courage and tolerance and flexibility and patience and firmness and nearly every other brave aspect of the human soul.

There is satisfaction in seeing one's household prosper; in being both bountiful and provident.

Getting along with men isn't what's truly important. The vital knowledge is how to get along with one man.

Oh, high is the price of parenthood, and daughters may cost you double. You dare not forget, as you thought you could, that youth is a plague and a trouble.