Whatever men may say, there are few who do not reverence, and hope to find in those they love, this feeling.

The world is a hard school, and men must strike alone everywhere.

In the struggle, it is almost impossible to prevent the mind from gathering those bitter experiences which soil it.

It is so hard not to hate so tremendous a task, to strangle that harsh and acrid emotion of contempt, which is so apt to subdue us, and make the mind the hue of what it works in, 'like the dyer's hand.' Men feel the necessity of something purer than themselves, on which to lean; and this they find in woman, with the nutriment I have spoken of--the piety of this child.

It did not make her grave, but cheerful; and nothing could be imagined more delightful, than her smiles and laughter.