“ It is with words as with sunbeams. The more they are condensed the deeper they burn. ”
Literature cannot be the business of a woman's life, and it ought not to be.(Southey's reply to Charlotte Bronte)
~ Robert Southey
Our restlessness in this world seems to indicate that we are intended for a better. We have all of us a longing after happiness, and surely the Creator will gratify all the natural desires he has implanted in us.
It has been more wittily than charitably said that hell is paved with good intentions. They have their place in heaven also.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
