“When pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.”

Vanity and pride are different things, though the words are often used synonymously. A person may be proud without being vain. Pride relates more to our opinion of ourselves, vanity to what we would have others think of us.

Time will explain.

The less said the better.

A vast deal may be done by those who dare to act.

Self-knowledge is the first step to maturity.

Laugh as much as you choose, but you will not laugh me out of my opinion.

But indeed I would rather have nothing but tea.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Her own thoughts and reflections were habitually her best companions.

A person who is knowingly bent on bad behavior, gets upset when better behavior is expected of them.

I do not want people to be very agreeable, as it saves me the trouble of liking them a great deal.

Ah! There is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort.

If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more.

I can always live by my pen.

To sit in the shade on a fine day and look upon verdure is the most perfect refreshment.

It’s such a happiness when good people get together.

You’ll know you’ve healed when you find gratitude in the pain that once broke you.

We heal by following the example of the healed.

Breaking things as a child seemed so easy, than fixing broken things as a adult.

Time only heals the wounds we are willing to face.

Tell me your story and I’ll tell you mine. Love is found in knowing. Seeing and being seen. This is how we heal.

Brokenness is the bow from which God launches the arrow of healing.

I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?

Let me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.