Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of one hidden stuff.

But your isolation must not be mechanical, but spiritual, that is, must be elevation.

Housekeeping is not beautiful; it cheers and raises neither the husband, the wife, nor the child; neither the host nor the guest;it oppresses women. A house kept to the end of prudence is laborious without joy; a house kept to the end of display is impossible to all but a few women, and their success is dearly bought.

We are the children of many sires, and every drop of blood in us in its turn betrays its ancestor.

Many might go to Heaven with half the labor they go to hell.

Nature is a rag merchant, who works up every shred and ort and end into new creations.

The essence of age is intellect. Wherever that appears, we call it old.