He Who Plants A Tree, Plants A

Like A Plant That Starts Up In Showers And Sunshine And Does Not Know Which Has Best Helped It To Grow, It Is Difficult To Say Whether The Hard Things Or The Pleasant Things Did Me The Most Good.

Many Kinds Of Fruit Grow Upon The Tree Of Life, But None So Sweet As Friendship; As With The Orange Tree Its Blossoms And Fruit Appear At The Same Time, Full Of Refreshment For Sense And For Soul.

A Complete Autobiography Would Indeed Be A Picture Of The Outer And Inner Universe Photographed Upon One Little Life's Consciousness. For Does Not The Whole World, Seen And Unseen, Go To The Making Up Of Every Human Being?

Tailor's Work--the Finishing Of Men's Outside Garments--was The "trade" Learned Most Frequently By Women In [the 1820s And 1830s],and One Or More Of My Older Sisters Worked At It; I Think It Must Have Been At Home, For I Somehow Or Somewhere Got The Idea, While I Was A Small Child, That The Chief End Of Woman Was To Make Clothing For Mankind.

We Were Not Meant To Mask Ourselves Before Our Fellow-beings, But To Be, Through Our Human Forms, True And Clear Utterances Of The Spirit Within. Since God Gave Us These Bodies, They Must Have Been Given Us As Guides To Him And Revealers Of Him.