At certain periods of life, we live years of emotion in a few weeks, and look back on those times as on great gaps between the old life and the new.

Oh, those women! They nurse and cuddle their presentiments, and make darlings of their ugliest thoughts.

I have long gone about with a conviction on my mind that I had a work to do-a Work, if you like, with a great W; a Purpose to fulfil; ... a Great Social Evil to Discover and to Remedy.

When you look at me, when you think of me, I am in paradise.

I wonder is it because men are cowards in heart that they admire bravery so much, and place military valor so far beyond every other quality for reward and worship.

All amusements to which virtuous women are not admitted, are, rely upon it, deleterious in their nature.

Fairy roses, fairy rings, turn out sometimes troublesome things.