Eliza Cook

Who would not rather trust and be deceived?

There's a magical tie to the land of our home, which the heart cannot break, though the footsteps may roam.

Though language forms the preacher, 'Tis good works make the man.

It is utterly false and cruelly arbitrary to put all the play and learning into childhood, all the work into middle age, and all the regrets into old age.

It's disturbing at my age to look at a young woman's destructive behaviour and hear the echoes of it, of one's own destructiveness in youth.

It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want, in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.