No whimpering, madam! You can’t have the joys of motherhood without some of its pangs! Think of your blessings, and don’t be a coward! –.

You seem to have an uncommon knowledge of young people. May I ask if you are, or have been, a teacher?” “Oh, no!” Mrs. Carey remarked with a smile, “I am just a mother, – that’s all! Good night.

The brimming glass that overflows its own rim moistens the earth about it.

One cannot see callers, answer the telephone, go to luncheons or dinners, visit the dentist or shoemaker, address charitable organizations in or from a bed; therefore a bed, in my experience, is simply bristling with ideas.

Father doesn’t think very sudden, but he thinks awful strong.

Nothing but writing rests me; only then do I seem completely myself!

Yes, Mr. Popham is a Methodist and I’m a Congregationalist, but I say let the children go where they like, so I always take them with me.

Lord, I do not ask that Thou shouldst give me wealth; only show me where it is, and I will attend to the rest.

It is very funny, but you do not always have to see people to love them. Just think about it, and see if it isn’t so.

Some folks mistakes all they see for all there is.