In All Troublous Events We

All My Life Long I Have Been Sensible Of The Injustice Constantly Done To Women. Since I Have Had To Fight The World Single-handed, There Has Not Been One Day I Have Not Smarted Under The Wrongs I Have Had To Bear, Because I Was Not Only A Woman, But A Woman Doing A Man's Work, Without Any Man, Husband, Son, Brother Or Friend, To Stand At My Side, And To See Some Semblance Of Justice Done Me. I Cannot Forget, For Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.

It Is Not That We Have A Soul, We Are A Soul.

The Breed Is More Than The Pasture. As You Know, The Cuckoo Lays Her Eggs In Any Bird's Nest; It May Be Hatched Among Blackbirds Or Robins Or Thrushes, But It Is Always A Cuckoo. ... A Man Cannot Deliver Himself From His Ancestors.

A Poverty That Is Universal May Be Cheerfully Borne; It Is An Individual Poverty That Is Painful And Humiliating.

A Good Message Will Always Find A Messenger.