Only yonder magnificent pine-tree... holds her unchanging beauty throughout the year, like her half-brother, the ocean, whose voice she shares; and only marks the flowing of her annual tide of life by the new verdure that yearly submerges all trace of last year's ebb.
Thomas Wentworth HigginsonIn ancient Boeotia brides were carried home in vehicles whose wheels were burned at the door, in token, that they would never again be needed.
Thomas Wentworth HigginsonNothing can hide from me the conviction that an immortal soul needs for its sustenance something more than visiting, and gardening, and novel-reading, and crochet-needle, and the occasional manufacture of sponge cake.
Thomas Wentworth Higginson