A bed without a quilt is like a sky without stars. – Author Unknown

My husband is a human pincushion. – Author Unknown

She watched and taught the girls that sang at their embroidery frames while the great silk flowers grew from their needles. – Louise Jordan Miln, The Feast of Lanterns

From the manner in which a woman draws her thread at every stitch of her needlework, any other woman can surmise her thoughts. – Honore de Balzac