It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.

Cruelty is the law pervading all nature and society and we can't get out of it if we would.

Poetry is emotion put into measure. The emotion must come by nature, but the measure can be acquired by art.

Patience, that blending of moral courage with physical timidity.

My argument is that War makes rattling good history but Peace is poor reading.