Amelia Barr

It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.

The fate of love is that it always seems too little or too much.

With renunciation life begins.

It is always the simple that produces the marvelous.

It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.

That is the great mistake about the affections. It is not the rise and fall of empires, the birth and death of kings, or the marching of armies that move them most. When they answer from their depths, it is to the domestic joys and tragedies of life.