The Fate Of Love Is That It

There Is No Corner Too Quiet, Or Too Far Away, For A Woman To Make Sorrow In It.

Men Can Bear All Things But Good Days.

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.

We Generally Get The Evil We Expect.

It Is Only In Sorrow Bad Weather Masters Us; In Joy We Face The Storm And Defy It.