Oh, write of me, not “Died in bitter pains,” but “Emigrated to another star!”
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Epitaphs
O suns and skies and clouds of June, and flowers of June together. Ye cannot rival for one hour October’s bright blue weather.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Seasons, Autumn
Who waits until the wind shall silent keep will never find the ready hour to sow.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Secrets of Success
Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; all great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Love
Motherhood is priced
Of God, at price no man may dare
To lessen or misunderstand.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Mothers
No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, love.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Reflection
Who longest waits most surely wins.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Topics: Resilience, Patience
It is the weakness and danger of republics that the vices as well as virtues of the people are represented in their legislation.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
Men call fretting a minor fault—a foible and not a vice.—But there is no vice except drunkenness which can so utterly destroy the peace and happiness of a home.
—Helen Hunt Jackson
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