One feels as if it could never, never be less. And yet all griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time.
From Jane Welsh Carlyle
The habits of study in which I have been brought up have done much to support me. I never allow myself to be one moment unoccupied.
Who knows but I shall grow reasonable at last, descend from my ideal heaven to the real earth, marry, and - Oh Plato! - make a pudding?
There is nothing like a good bit of pain for taking the conceit out of one.
They call me 'sweet,' and 'gentle'; and some of the men go the length of calling me 'endearing,' and I laugh in my sleeve and think, 'Oh, Lord! If you but knew what a brimstone of a creature I am behind all this beautiful amiability!'
But what are friends? What is a husband, even, compared with one's Mother? Of her love, one is always so sure! It is the only love that nothing - not even misconduct on our part - can take away from us.
A fashionable wife! Oh! Never will I be anything so heartless! I have pictured for myself a far higher destiny than this. - Will it ever be more than a picture?
Young children are such nasty little beasts!
Teaching, I find, is not the most amusing thing on earth; in fact, with a stupid lump for a Pupil, it is about the most irksome.
The glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools.
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