70 Quotes by Helen Hunt Jackson

The woman who creates and sustains a home, and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women, is a creator second only to God.

By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.

Next time!? In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come?

Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what’s in a name?

I shall be found with ‘Indians’ engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.

There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families.

O May, sweet-voice one, going thus before, Forever June may pour her warm red wine Of life and passions, – sweeter days are thine!

But undying memories stood like sentinels in her breast. When the notes of doves, calling to each other, fell on her ear, her eyes sought the sky, and she heard a voice saying, “Majella!

Nothing can be so bad as to be displeased with one’s self...