Who originated that most exquisite of inquisitions, the condolence system? — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share Image
The literary artist will ... portray what he knows, and little else. Imagination is built upon knowledge, and his dreams will rest upon his… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
Next to the love between man and his Creator, The love of one man and one woman, Is the loftiest and the most illusive… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
What an immense power over life is the power of possessing distinct aims. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
Surely it is one of the requisites of a tasteful garb that the expression of effort to please shall be wanting in it; that… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
To exist as an advertisement of her husband's income, or her father's generosity, has become a second nature to many a woman who must… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
... to work, to work hard, to see work steadily, and see it whole, was the way to be reputable. I think I always… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
Possibly the Creator did not make the world chiefly for the purpose of providing studies for gifted novelists; but if He had done so,… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
It seems to me that life is always undoing for us something that we have just laboriously done. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
It is in the comprehension of the physically disabled, or disordered ... that we are behind our age… sympathy as a fine art is… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
The rainiest nights, like the rainiest lives, are by no means the saddest. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
... life is moral responsibility. Life is several other things, we do not deny. It is beauty, it is joy, it is tragedy, it… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
The great law of denial belongs to the powerful forces of life, whether the case be one of coolish baked beans, or an unrequited… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
... it seems to have been my luck to stumble into various forms of progress, to which I have been of the smallest possible… — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Copy Share
