A measure of victory has been won, and honors have been bestowed in token thereof. But honours fade or are forgotten, and monuments crumble into dust. It is the battle itself that matters - and the battle must go on. — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
As a girl my temper often got out of bounds. But one day when I became angry at a friend over some trivial matter, my mother said to me, Elizabeth, anyone who angers you conquers you. — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
He looked at the book, took my name, and consulted his records. Then he informed me I had been lost at sea and was… — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
A measure of victory has been won, and honors have been bestowed in token thereof. But honours fade or are forgotten, and monuments crumble… — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
It is easier to recount grievances and slights than it is to set down a broad redress of such grievances and slights. The reason… — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
O sleep, O gentle sleep, I thought gratefully, Nature's gentle nurse. — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
Some minds remain open long enough for the truth not only to enter but to pass on through by way of a ready exit… — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
As a girl my temper often got out of bounds. But one day when I became angry at a friend over some trivial matter,… — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
Memories do not always behave in an orderly way, but bloom, as it were, erratically. — Elizabeth Kenny Copy Share Image
