Praise, more divine than prayer; prayer points our ready path to heaven; praise is already there.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight.

Too low they build who build below the skies.

A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.

Narcissus is the glory of his race: For who does nothing with a better grace?.

How poor, how rich, how abject, how august, How complicate, how wonderful, is man!... Midway from nothing to the Deity!

Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.

The clouds may drop down titles and estates, and wealth may seek us, but wisdom must be sought.

Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.

Who lives to Nature, rarely can be poor ; who lives to fancy, never can be rich.

Leisure is pain; take off our chariot wheels; how heavily we drag the load of life!

It's okay to wander.

I just want a friend who “gets” me and then wants to keep me—flaws and all.

Any woman who says she's not a feminist is just someone who's afraid of being penalised for saying she wants to advocate for women.

When I'm dead are they going to remember me ? I don't really think about it, it's up to them. When I'm dead, who cares ? I don't.

He thought it might be the most intimate thing possible, to fall asleep next to someone in the afternoon.

My mother isolated herself from all family and friends for some 20 years. And never met her grandchild, my son.

My husband and I had five biological children but we also have been raising 23 foster children.

I try to put my own history in my work.

There is nothing so easy but that it becomes difficult when you do it reluctantly.