Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
When love is at its best, one loves So much that he cannot forget. - Helen Hunt Jackson
When love is at its best, one loves So much that he cannot forget.
- Helen Hunt Jackson
The woman who creates and sustains a home, and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women, is a creator second only to Go… - Helen Hunt Jackson
The woman who creates and sustains a home, and under whose hands children grow up to be strong and pure men and women, is a creator second only to Go…
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand. - Helen Hunt Jackson
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.
Next time!' In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come? - Helen Hunt Jackson
Next time!' In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come?
Nothing can be so bad as to be displeased with one's self. - Helen Hunt Jackson
Nothing can be so bad as to be displeased with one's self.
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer. - Helen Hunt Jackson
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
One of Dr. Johnson's ingredients of happiness was, "A little less time than you want." That means always to have so many things you want to see, to h… - Helen Hunt Jackson
One of Dr. Johnson's ingredients of happiness was, "A little less time than you want." That means always to have so many things you want to see, to h…
Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name? - Helen Hunt Jackson
When Time is spent, Eternity begins. - Helen Hunt Jackson
When Time is spent, Eternity begins.
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