“What do girls do who haven't any mothers to help them through their troubles?”

“…the little girls wore a grave, troubled expression, as if sorrow was a new experience to them.”

“We can't any of us do all we would like, but we can do our best for every case that comes to us, and that helps amazingly.”

“I like to help women help themselves, as that is, in my opinion, the best way to settle the woman question. Whatever we can do and do well we have a right to, and I don't think any one will deny us.”

“I shall keep my book on the table here, and read a little every morning as soon as I wake, for I know it will do me good, and help me through the day.”

“Dear me! If only men and women would trust, understand and help as my children do, what a capital place `the world would be!”

“…for no matter how lost and soiled and worn-out wandering sons may be, mothers can forgive and forget every thing as they fold them into their fostering arms. Happy the son whose faith in his mother remains unchanged, and who, through all his wanderings, has kept some filial token to repay her brave and tender love.”