There is no slave, after all, like a wife...Poor women, poor slaves All married women, all children and girls who live in their father's house are slaves.
We are divorced, North from South, because we have hated each other so. If we could only separate politely, and not have a horrid fight for divorce.
We are scattered, stunned; the remnant of heart left alive is filled with brotherly hate... Whose fault? Everybody blamed somebody else. Only the dead heroes left stiff and stark on the battlefield escape.
Brutal men with unlimited power are the same all over the world
Of all our sorrows, memory is the worst.
Richmond has fallen - and I have no heart to write about it... They are too many for us. Everything lost in Richmond, even our archives. Blue-black is our horizon.
Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere.
I do not write often now - not for want of something to say, but from a loathing of all I see and hear. Why dwell upon it?
Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men!
Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone.
Is the sea drying up? It is going up into mist and coming down on us in this water spout, the rain. It raineth every day, and the weather represents our tearful despair on a large scale.
I do not allow myself vain regrets or foreboding.
To think there are men who dare so defile a church, a sacred sanctuary dedicated to God. We have to hold up our skirts and walk tiptoe, so covered is the floor, the aisle and pews, with the dark shower of tobacco juice.
Forgiveness is indifference. Forgiveness is impossible while love lasts.
I am always on the women's side.
Threatened men live long.
She died praying that she might die.
Peace, comfort, quiet, happiness, I have found away from home. Only your own family, those nearest and dearest, can hurt you.
A freshet in the autumn does not compensate for a drought in the spring.
I will laugh at the laughable while I breathe
The weight that hangs upon our eyelids - is of lead.
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