A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love.
Out of our quarrels with others we make rhetoric. Out of our quarrels with ourselves we make poetry.
But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
In dreams begin responsibility.
Education is not filling a pail but the lighting of a fire.
To be born woman is to know -- although they do not speak of it at school -- women must labor to be beautiful.
Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.
I have known more men destroyed by the desire to have wife and child and to keep them in comfort than I have seen destroyed by drink and harlots.