“What nobility of feeling! To sacrifice your own pleasure to preserve the comfort of others! It is a thing, I confess, that would never occur to me.”

“I always feel sad for the girl that I was, because it never occurred to me that my mother might comfort me. She has never told me she loved me, and I never assumed she did. She tended to me. She administrated me.”

“I am always trying to 'preserve' things by getting other people to read what I have written, and feel what I felt.”

“If you would really study my pleasure, mother, you must consider your own comfort and convenience a little more than you do.”

“It is a comfortable feeling to know that you stand on your own ground. Land is about the only thing that can't fly away.”

“I finally understood what my grandmother meant. If I wasn't comfortable with myself, I would never be comfortable.”

“It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me.”

“While I was obsessed with my own misery, there were other things occurring in the human universe.”

“I insist, that if there is ANY THING which it is the duty of the WHOLE PEOPLE to never entrust to any hands but their own, that thing is the preservation and perpetuity, of their own liberties, and institutions.”

“Now I love to feel that warm southern rain,
Just to hear it fall is the sweetest sounding thing.
And to see it fall on your simple country dress
It's like heaven to me I must confess.”