Joanna Baillie Quotes

Amongst the many trials to which the human mind is subjected, that of holding intercourse, real or imaginary, with the world of spirits: of finding itself alone with a being terrific and awful, whose nature and power are unknown, has been justly considered the most severe.

A good man’s prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heavens’ height, and bring a blessing down. -Joanna Baillie

Yet little varlet that thou art, thou twitchest at the heart.

This charm is wasted on the earth and sky, Tell them, dear, that, if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for Being; Why thou wert there, O rival of the rose!

...Tell it, I pray thee. And let me cow'ring stand, and be my touch The valley's ice: there is a pleasure in it. Yea, when the cold blood shoots through every vein; When every pore upon my shrunken skin A knotted knoll becomes, and to mine ears Strange inward sounds awake, and to mine eyes Rush stranger tears, there is a joy in fear.