“What seems to grow fairer to me as life goes by is the love and the grace and tenderness of it; not its wit and cleverness and grandeur of knowledge, grand as knowledge is, but just the laughter of children, and the friendship of friends, and the cozy talk by the fire, and sight of flowers, and the sound of music.”

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”

“The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.”

“Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.”