It is a mournful thing to know that you are utterly isolated among millions of human beings; that not a drop of your blood flows in any other veins.

- Augusta Jane Evans

Oh! what a luxury it is to weep, / And find in tears a sad relief!

- Augusta Jane Evans

Memory is earth's retribution for man's sins.

- Augusta Jane Evans

Life does not count by years. Some suffer a lifetime in a day, and so grow old between the rising and the setting of the sun.

- Augusta Jane Evans

Poetry is the purest form of insanity.

- Augusta Jane Evans

All things are dark to sorrow.

- Augusta Jane Evans

Oh, Duty is an icy shadow!

- Augusta Jane Evans

Money is everything in this world to some people, and more than the next to other poor souls.

- Augusta Jane Evans

Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary.

- Augusta Jane Evans