Love never stands still; it must inevitably be either growing or decaying - especially the love of marriage. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
never was there a thoroughly noble nature without some romance in it. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Be loving, and you will never want for love; be humble, and you will never want for guiding. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
absence ... smothers into decay a rootless fancy but often nourishes the least seed of a true affection into full-flowering love. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
A perfect marriage is as rare as a perfect love. Could it be otherwise, when both men and women are so imperfect?… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
We never know through what Divine mysteries of compensation the great Father of the universe may be carrying out His sublime plan;… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Our natural and happiest life is when we lose ourselves in the exquisite absorption of home, the delicious retirement of dependent love. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
There can be - there ought to be - no medium course; a love-affair is either sober earnest or contemptible folly, if… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Mine to the core of the heart, my beauty! Mine, all mine, and for love, not duty: Love given willingly, full and… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
A lost love. Deny it who will, ridicule it, treat it as mere imagination and sentiment, the thing is and will be;… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
What comfort there is in a cheerful spirit! how the heart leaps up to meet a sunshiny face, a merry tongue, an… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
To have loved and lost, either by that total disenchantment which leaves compassion as the sole substitute for love which can exist… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Happiness is not an end - it is only a means, and adjunct, a consequence. The Omnipotent Himself could never be supposed… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
A lost love. Deny it who will, ridicule it, treat it as mere imagination and sentiment, the thing is and will be; and women… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Let every one of us cultivate, in every word that issues from our mouth, absolute truth. I say cultivate, because to very few people… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
It is not the smallest use to try to make people good, unless you try at the same time - and they feel that… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
We expect too much from our children. We exact from them a perfection which we are far from carrying out in ourselves; we require… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
Happiness is not an end - it is only a means, and adjunct, a consequence. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
God rest ye, little children; let nothing you afright, For Jesus Christ, your Saviour, was born this happy night; Along the hills of Galilee… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
O, the mulberry-tree is of trees the queen! Bare long after the rest are green; But as the time steals onwards, while none perceives… — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
It is the Christmas time: And up and down 'twixt heaven and earth, In glorious grief and solemn mirth, The shining angels climb. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
There are no judgments so harsh as those of the erring, the inexperienced, and the young. — Dinah Maria Murlock Craik Copy Share Image
