Virtue rejects facility to be her companion. She requires a craggy, rough and thorny way.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Hear the words of prudence, give heed unto her counsels, and store them in thine heart; her maxims are universal, and all the virtues lean upon her; she is the guide and the mistress of human life.
Virtue herself is her own fairest reward.
Her virtue was that she said what she thought, her vice that what she thought didn't amount to much.
Virtue is insufficient temptation.
A wise woman wishes to be no one's enemy; a wise woman refuses to be anyone's victim.
All virtue is summed up in dealing justly.
The old, subjective, stagnant, indolent and wretched life for woman has gone. She has as many resources as men, as many activities beckon her on. As large possibilities swell and inspire her heart.
She belongs to a race of delightful women, who never do any harm, whom everybody calls good, and who are very severe on those who do not pretend to be good.
Virtue knows that it is impossible to get on without compromise, and tunes herself, as it were, a trifle sharp to allow for an inevitable fall in playing.
Virtue she finds too painful an endeavour, content to dwell in decencies for ever.