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When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.
Helen Hunt Jackson
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
Helen Hunt Jackson
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.
Helen Hunt Jackson
When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.
Helen Hunt Jackson
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.
Helen Hunt Jackson
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
Helen Hunt Jackson
As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it.
Helen Hunt Jackson
If I can do one hundredth part for the Indian that Mrs. Stowe did for the Negro, I will be thankful.
Helen Hunt Jackson
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
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
Helen Hunt Jackson
O month when they who love must love and wed.
Helen Hunt Jackson