Work Is Happiness. No One Can Take

For Though There Never Was So Much Reading Matter Put Before The Public, There Was Never Less Actual 'reading' In The Truest And Highest Sense Of The Term Than There Is At Present.

The World Is Not Always Kind To A Clever Woman Even When She Is Visibly Known To Be Earning Her Own Living. There Are Always Spiteful Tongues Wagging In The Secret Corners And Byways, Ready To Assert That Her Work Is Not Her Own And And That Some Man Is In The Background, Helping To Keep Her!

The Church Is A System, - But Whether It Is As Much Founded On The Teaching Of Our Lord, Who Was Divine, As On The Teaching Of St. Paul, Who Was Not Divine, Is A Question To Me Of Much Perplexity.

Fancy Your Having No Sunshine In London Yesterday! Here It Was Glorious, Like Full Summer, And I Sat Up With The Window Wide Open, Listening To The Discourse Of Two Amorous Thrushes.

Work Is Happiness. No One Can Take My Work From Me And Therefore No One Can Take My Happiness From Me.