Jane Welsh Carlyle

The glittering baits of titles and honours are only for children and fools.

Young children are such nasty little beasts!

It is odd what notions men seem to have of the scantiness of a woman's resources. They do not find it anything out of nature that they should be able to exist by themselves; but a woman must always be borne about on somebody's shoulders, and dandled or chirped to, or it is supposed she will fall into the blackest melancholy!

It is much to be wished that one had a post that knew what it was doing again; and lawmakers that knew what they were doing. If I were the Government, I should feel rather ashamed of making regulations one month and unmaking them the next.

Teaching, I find, is not the most amusing thing on earth; in fact, with a stupid lump for a Pupil, it is about the most irksome.

The habits of study in which I have been brought up have done much to support me. I never allow myself to be one moment unoccupied.

Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.

Never does one feel oneself so utterly helpless as in trying to speak comfort for great bereavement. I will not try it. Time is the only comforter for the loss of a mother.

One feels as if it could never, never be less. And yet all griefs, when there is no bitterness in them, are soothed down by time.