I Was Born, For Instance, Incapable Of

Every Formula Which Expresses A Law Of Nature Is A Hymn Of Praise To God.

An English Village Could Never Be Mistaken For An American One: The Outline Against The Sky Differs; A Thatched Cottage Makes A Very Wavy Line On The Blue Above.

It Is Sad To See A Woman Sacrificing The Ties Of The Affections Even To Do Good.

Women, More Than Men, Are Bound By Tradition And Authority. What The Father, The Brother, The Doctor, And The Minister Have Said Has Been Received Undoubtingly. Until Women Throw Off This Reverence For Authority They Will Not Develop.

But Why Look Back At All? Why Turn Your Eyes To Your Shadow, When, By Looking Upward, You See Your Rainbow In The Same Direction?