There's a bottom of good sense, Mr. Franklin, in our conduct to our mothers, when they first start us on the journey of life. We are all of us more or less unwilling to be brought into the world. And we are all of us right.

The woman who first gives life, light, and form to our shadowy conceptions of beauty, fills a void in our spiritual nature that has remained unknown to us till she appeared.

I dread the beginning of her new life more than words can tell, but I see some hope for her if she travels - none if she remains at home.

Through all the ways of our unintelligible world, the trivial and the terrible walk hand in hand together.