To manage men, one ought to have a sharp mind in a velvet sheath. |
Vanity is as ill at ease under indifference as tenderness is under a love which it cannot return. |
We cannot reform our forefathers |
We hand folks over to God's mercy, and show none ourselves. |
We long for an affection altogether ignorant of our faults. Heaven has accorded this to us in the uncritical canine attachment. |
We must find our duties in what comes to us, not in what might have been. |
We must not inquire too curiously into motives... They are apt to become feeble in the utterance: the aroma is mixed with the grosser air. We must keep the germinating grain away from the light. |
We women are always in danger of living too exclusively in the affections; and though our affections are perhaps the best gifts we have, we ought also to have our share of the more independent life / some joy in things for their own sake. It is piteous to see the helplessness of some sweet women when their affections are disappointed / because all their teaching has been, that they can only delight in study of any kind for the sake of a personal love. They have never contemplated an independent delight in ideas as an experience which they could confess without being laughed at. Yet surely women need this defense against passionate affliction even more than men. |
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. |
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. |
Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we live for if not to make the world less difficult for each other? |
What a wretched lot of old shrivelled creatures we shall be by-and-by. Never mind - the uglier we get in the eyes of others, the lovelier we shall be to each other; that has always been my firm faith about friendship. |
What a wretched lot of old shrivelled creatures we shall be by-and-by. Never mind - the uglier we get in the eyes of others, the lovelier we shall be to each other; that has always been my firm faith about friendship. |
What do we live for, if not to make life less difficult for each other? |
What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined ... to strengthen each other ... to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories. |