It Is Always The Simple That Produces

For Still I See That Forethought Spares Afterthought And After-sorrow.

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.

There Is Much Said About The Wickedness Of Doing Evil That Good May Come. Alas! There Is Such A Thing As Doing Good That Evil May Come.

To Forgive Freely, Is What We Owe To Our Enemy; To Forget Not, Is What We Owe To Ourselves.

That Is The Great Mistake About The Affections. It Is Not The Rise And Fall Of Empires, The Birth And Death Of Kings, Or The Marching Of Armies That Move Them Most. When They Answer From Their Depths, It Is To The Domestic Joys And Tragedies Of Life.