Josephine Preston Peabody Quotes
An ideal's love-fraught, imperious call That bides the spheres become articulate.
One never learns by success. Success is the plateau that one rests upon to take breath and look down from upon the straight and difficult path, but one does not climb upon a plateau.
The little Road says, Go; The little House says, Stay; And oh, it's bonny here at home, But I must go away.
