Oh, that peace may come.

I think people really marry far too much; it is such a lottery after all, and for a poor woman a very doubtful happiness.

The important thing is not what they think of me, but what I think of them.

Good Hock (Hochheimer) keeps off the Doc.

Men never think, at least seldom think, what a hard task it is for us women to go through this very often. God's will be done, and if He decrees that we are to have a great number of children why we must try to bring them up as useful and exemplary members of society.

Being pregnant is an occupational hazard of being a wife.

Do not to let your feelings (very natural and usual ones) of momentary irritation and discomfort be seen by others don't (as you so often did and do) let every little feeling be read in your face and seen in your manner . . .