Christina G. Rossetti

A man is ever apt to contemplate himself out of all proportion to his surroundings.

Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.

I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.

For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.