The Lord gives a good many things twice over, but he don't give ye a mother but once.

Never give up, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

It's a matter of taking the side of the weak against the strong, something the best people have always done.

Whipping and abuse are like laudanum: you have to double the dose as the sensibilities decline.

The truth is the kindest thing we can give folks in the end.

No ornament of a house can compare with books; they are constant company in a room, even when you are not reading them.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.

I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak... I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

The past, the present and the future are really one: they are today.

She should be on a hill somewhere, under a fruit tree, with the sun and clouds above her and the rain to wash her clean.

So what's the deal with you and my sister?" He laughs shortly and rubs the back of his neck like something is there, tickling, tap

SHINING is how you become BRIGHTER!

When I was taking my canoeing lessons I was given this oar to practice with, and I decided to have everyone sign it. All the cast and crew signed it and now I'm going to frame it.

If the thing is impossible, you need not trouble yourselves about it; if possible, try for it.

Seeing someone else perform and letting me be the critic for once... that's not a bad thing.

Why the hell shouldn't I run away with the circus?

I love to travel the world. My husband and I always travel and everywhere we go I've been to Italy, of course London, Ireland, and you just receive so much love.

No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep.

Thy wish was father, Harry, to that thought.