Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward Quotes & Sayings

I read, with a kind of hopeless envy, histories and legends of people of our craft who "do not write for money." It must be a pleasant experience to be able to cultivate so delicate a class of motives for the privilege of doing one's best to express one's thoughts to people who care for them. Personally, I have yet to breathe the ether of such a transcendent sphere. I am proud to say that I have always been a working woman, and always had to be ... — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

A literary woman's best critic is her husband ... — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Superior music is purity itself; it clears the air. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Who originated that most exquisite of inquisitions, the condolence system? — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

I can remember no time when I did not understand that my mother must write books because people would have and read them; but I cannot remember one hour in which her children needed her and did not find her. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

To work, to work hard, to see work steadily, and see it whole, was the way to be reputable. I think I always respected a goodblacksmith more than a lady of leisure. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

It is not in our drawing-rooms that we should look to judge of the intrinsic worth of any style of dress. The street-car is a truer crucible of its inherent value. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Possibly the Creator did not make the world chiefly for the purpose of providing studies for gifted novelists; but if He had done so, we can scarcely imagine that He could have offered anything much better in the way of material. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

It seems to have been my luck to stumble into various forms of progress, to which I have been of the smallest possible use; yet for whose sake I have suffered the discomfort attending all action in moral improvements, without the happiness of knowing that this was clearly quite worth while. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

It seems to me that life is always undoing for us something that we have just laboriously done. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Imagination is built upon knowledge. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

A perfect marriage is like a pure heart ... those who have it are fit to see God. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Truth, like climate, is common property. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Death is not the worst sorrow. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Life is moral responsibility. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

When one reflects on the books one never has written, and never may, though their schedules lie in the beautiful chirography which marks the inception of an unexpressed thought upon the pages of one's notebook, one is aware, of any given idea, that the chances are against its ever being offered to one's dearest readers. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The rainiest nights, like the rainiest lives, are by no means the saddest. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

It is in the comprehension of the physically disabled, or disordered ... that we are behind our age ... sympathy as a fine art is backward in the growth of progress ... — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The great law of denial belongs to the powerful forces of life, whether the case be one of coolish baked beans, or an unrequited affection. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The Girl of the Period, sauntering before one down Broadway, is one panorama of awful surprises from top to toe. Her clothes characterize her. She never characterizes her clothes. She is upholstered, not ornamented. She is bundled, not draped. She is puckered, not folded. She struts, she does not sweep. She has not one of the attributes of nature nor of proper art. She neither soothes the eye like a flower, nor pleases it like a picture. She wearies it like a kaleidoscope. She is a meaningless dazzle of broken effects. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

I believe in women; and in their right to their own best possibilities in every department of life. I believe that the methods ofdress practiced among women are a marked hindrance to the realization of these possibilities, and should be scorned or persuaded out of society. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

What an immense power over life is the power of possessing distinct aims. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The distractions, the exhaustions, the savage noises, the demands of town life, are, for me, mortal enemies to thought, to sleep,and to study; its extremes of squalor and of splendor do not stimulate, but sadden me; certain phases of its society I profoundly value, but would sacrifice them to the heaven of country quiet, if I had to choose between. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

A good short story is a work of art which daunts us in proportion to its brevity ... No inspiration is too noble for it; no amountof hard work is too severe for it. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Life is moral responsibility. Life is several other things, we do not deny. It is beauty, it is joy, it is tragedy, it is comedy, it is psychical and physical pleasure, it is the interplay of a thousand rude or delicate motions and emotions, it is the grimmest and the merriest motley of phantasmagoria that could appeal to the gravest or the maddest brush ever put to palette; but it is steadily and sturdily and always moral responsibility. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The literary artist will ... portray what he knows, and little else. Imagination is built upon knowledge, and his dreams will rest upon his facts. He is worth to the world just about what he has learned from it, and no more. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Surely it is one of the requisites of a tasteful garb that the expression of effort to please shall be wanting in it; that the mysteries of the toilet shall not be suggested by it; that the steps to its completion shall be knocked away like the sculptor's ladder from the statue, and the mental force expended upon it be swept away out of sight like the chips on the studio floor. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

To exist as an advertisement of her husband's income, or her father's generosity, has become a second nature to many a woman who must have undergone, one would say, some long and subtle process of degradation before she sunk [sic] so low, or grovelled so serenely. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

Write, if you must; not otherwise. Do not write, if you can earn a fair living at teaching or dressmaking, at electricity or hod-carrying. Make shoes, weed cabbages, survey land, keep house, make ice-cream, sell cake, climb a telephone pole. Nay, be a lightning-rod peddler or a book agent, before you set your heart upon it that you shall write for a living ... Living? It is more likely to be dying by your pen; despairing by your pen; burying hope and heart and youth and courage in your ink-stand. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward

The woman's personal identity is a vast undiscovered country
with which Society has yet to acquaint itself, and by which it is yet to be revolutionized. — Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Ward