O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind. Helen Hunt Jackson climbdelusivefind Change image and share on social
If I could write a story that would do for the Indian one-hundredth part what 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' did for the Negro, I would be thankful the rest of my life. Helen Hunt Jackson cabinhundredthindian Change image and share on social
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand. Helen Hunt Jackson daregodlessen Change image and share on social
I have a naturally camp sensibility and a camp sense of humour. I love the icons that gay people love. Siobhan Fahey campgayhumour Change image and share on social
Events are moving so fast and what in one moment seems impossible, the next is happening. I'm sure historians will, in time, provide theories and analysis, but for now I think most of us simply want the tide stemmed. Lucy Powell analysiseventfast share on social