Out Of Some Little Thing, Too Free

Love Must Not Touch The Marrow Of The Soul. Our Affections Must Be Breakable Chains That We Can Cast Them Off Or Tighten Them.

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish.

What Else Goes Wrong For A Woman-except Her Marriage?

The Divine Power Moves With Difficulty, But At The Same Time Surely.

I Would Rather Die On My Feet Than Live On My Knees.