“The entire world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her.”

I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

Nay, you’ll be ashamed of me everyday of your life,” he answered; “and the more ashamed, the more you know me; and I cannot bide it.

A person who has not done one half his day’s work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.

Yes, as my swift days near their goal, ’tis all that I implore: In life and death a chainless soul, with courage to endure.

Terror made me cruel.

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

If I had caused the cloud, it was my duty to make an effort to dispel it.

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.

I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free… Why am I so changed? I’m sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.

I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs…. Perhaps I am an exception.

He’ll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.

By this curious turn of disposition I have gained the reputation of deliberate heartlessness; how undeserved, I alone can appreciate.

I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me. People feel with their hearts, Ellen, and since he has destroyed mine, I have not power to feel for him.

I’m in a business where no one cares about anything except how well your last collection sold.

The “we” of your divine birthright – the one that is aware of its place as part of the collective whole – knows that it is your sacred obligation to shine your brightest light, not just in your moments of glory but each day.

I’ve enjoyed photography, ever since I was a teenager, and I’m still at it. I’ve had shows in various cities, around the country, and I have a number of pieces in permanent collections in museums that I’m very proud of.

I’m touched by the idea that when we do things that are useful and helpful – collecting these shards of spirituality – that we may be helping to bring about a healing.

To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.

I never did anything alone. Whatever was accomplished in this country was accomplished collectively.

All collective judgments are wrong. Only racists make them. No human race is superior; no religious faith is inferior.

Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.