Uncles and aunts, and cousins, are all very well, and fathers and mothers are not to be despised; but a grandmother, at holiday time, is worth them all.

I am convinced that there are times in everybody's experience when there is so much to be done, that the only way to do it is to sit down and do nothing.

What a pity when editors review a woman's book, that they so often fall into the error of reviewing the woman instead.

To her, the name of father was another name for love.

Our domestic Napoleons, too many of them, give flattery, bonnets and bracelets to women, and everything else but - justice.

O, girls! set your affections on cats, poodles, parrots or lap-dogs; but let matrimony alone. It's the hardest way on earth to getting a living.

There are no little things. "Little things," so called, are the hinges of the universe.

I am getting sick of people. I am falling in love with things. They hold their tongues.

The term 'lady' has been so misused, that I like better the old-fashioned term, woman.

I hate the word proper. If you tell me a thing is not proper, I immediately feel the most rabid desire to go 'neck and heels' into it.

The cream of enjoyment in this life is always impromptu. The chance walk; the unexpected visit; the unpremeditated journey; the unsought conversation or acquaintance.

Emotions can lead you to culmination of success sometimes it leads you to nadir of failure

Where lies your landmark, seamark, or soul's star?

To become a WRITER I had to learn to INTERRUPT, to speak up, to speak a little louder, and then LOUDER, and then to just speak in my own voice which is NOT LOUD AT ALL.

We avoid sensuousness, only by resorting to simple negation. We come at last to define spirit by saying that it is not matter.

At bank, post office or supermarket, there is one universal law which you ignore at your own peril: the shortest line moves the slowest.

I get to meet writers, and I love writers.

We must learn to pray out of our weaknesses so that God can become our strength.

If there was strife and contention in the home, very little else in life could compensate for it.

I do not wonder at a snowflake, a shell, a summer landscape, or the glory of the stars; but at the necessity of beauty under which the universe lies.

I say no to doubt and yes to life!