Thy treasures of gold Are dim with the blood of the hearts thou hast sold; Thy home may be lovely, but round it I hear The crack of the whip, and the footsteps of fear. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
Happiness consists not in having much, but in wanting no more than you have. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
Home - that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
our republican ideas cannot be consistently carried out while women are excluded from any share in the government. ... Any class of human beings… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
The eye of genius has always a plaintive expression, and its natural language is pathos. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
I do not know how the affair at Canterbury is generally considered; but I have heard individuals of all parties and all opinions speak… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
To everything there is a bright side and a dark side; and I hold it to be unwise, unphilosophic, unkind to others, and unhealthy… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
It is right noble to fight with wickedness and wrong; the mistake is in supposing that spiritual evil can be overcome by physical means. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
Misfortune is never mournful to the soul that accepts it; for such do always see that every cloud is an angel's face. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
The boughs of no two trees ever have the same arrangement. Nature always produces individuals; She never produces classes. — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
In the first place, the government ought not to be invested with power to control the affections, any more than the consciences of citizens.… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
That a majority of women do not wish for any important change in their social and civil condition, merely proves that they are the… — Lydia M. Child Copy Share Image
