Hell Is Paved With Good

That Is The Injustice Of A Woman's Lot. A Woman Has To Bring Up Her Children; And That Means To Restrain Them, To Deny Them Things They Want, To Set Them Tasks, To Punish Them When They Do Wrong, To Do All The Unpleasant Things. And Then The Father, Who Has Nothing To Do But Pet Them And Spoil Them, Comes In When All Her Work Is Done And Steals Their Affection From Her.

Don't Ask Me For Promises Until I Know What I Am Promising.

The Novelties Of One Generation Are Only The Resuscitated Fashions Of The Generation Before Last.

The Heretic Is Always Better Dead. And Mortal Eyes Cannot Distinguish The Saint From The Heretic.

Never Fret For An Only Son, The Idea Of Failure Will Never Occur To Him.