It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
All changes are more or less tinged with melancholy, for what we are leaving behind is part of ourselves. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
He can make love from all the common strings with which this world is strung. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? what do we know of our own heart? — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
Events that are predestined require but little management. They manage themselves. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
The great difference between voyages rests not with the ships, but with the people you meet on them. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
There is no corner too quiet, or too far away, for a woman to make sorrow in it. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
Whatever the scientists may say, if we take the supernatural out of life, we leave only the unnatural. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr
When men make themselves into brutes it is just to treat them like brutes. — Amelia Edith Huddleston Barr