I defied the machinery to make me its slave. Its incessant discords could not drown the music of my thoughts if I would let them f...ly high enough.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In the older times it was seldom said to little girls, as it always has been said to boys, that they ought to have some definite p...lan, while they were children, what to be and do when they were grown up. There was usually but one path open before them, to become good wives and housekeepers. And the ambition of most girls was to follow their mothers' footsteps in this direction; a natural and laudable ambition. But girls, as well as boys, must often have been conscious of their own peculiar capabilities,--must have desired to cultivate and make use of their individual powers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... it is the greatest of all mistakes to begin life with the expectation that it is going to be easy, or with the wish to have it... so.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... we did not call ourselves ladies. We did not forget that we were working-girls, wearing coarse aprons suitable to our work, an...d that there was some danger of our becoming drudges.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The whole world of thought lay unexplored before me,--a world of which I had already caught large and tempting glimpses, and I did... not like to feel the horizon shutting me in, even to so pleasant a corner as this.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A tattered copy of Johnson's large Dictionary was a great delight to me, on account of the specimens of English versifications whi...ch I found in the Introduction. I learned them as if they were so many poems. I used to keep this old volume close to my pillow; and I amused myself when I awoke in the morning by reciting its jingling contrasts of iambic and trochaic and dactylic metre, and thinking what a charming occupation it must be to "make up" verses.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... possibly there is no needful occupation which is wholly unbeautiful. The beauty of work depends upon the way we meet it--wheth...er we arm ourselves each morning to attack it as an enemy that must be vanquished before night comes, or whether we open our eyes with the sunrise to welcome it as an approaching friend who will keep us delightful company all day, and who will make us feel, at evening, that the day was well worth its fatigues.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
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.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I went back to my work, but now without enthusiasm. I had looked through an open door that I was not willing to see shut upon me. ...I began to reflect upon life rather seriously for a girl of twelve or thirteen. What was I here for? What could I make of myself? Must I submit to be carried along with the current, and do just what everybody else did?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
We might all place ourselves in one of two ranks--the women who do something, and the women who do nothing; the first being of cou...rse the only creditable place to occupy.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »