Next time!’ In what calendar are kept the records of those next times which never come? — Helen Hunt Jackson
O proudly name their names who bravely sail| To seek brave lost in Arctic snows and seas! — Helen Hunt Jackson
Who waits until the wind shall silent keep Will never find the ready hour to sow. — Helen Hunt Jackson
Motherhood is priced of God, at price no man may dare to lessen or misunderstand. — Helen Hunt Jackson
The years of heaven with all earth’s little pain make good together there we can begin again, in babyhood. — Helen Hunt Jackson