Fame Is A Vapor, Popularity

Bigotry Is Chronic Dogmatism.

Great Grief Makes Sacred Those Upon Whom Its Hand Is Laid. Joy May Elevate, Ambition Glorify, But Sorrow Alone Can Consecrate.

No Amount Of Preaching, Exhortation, Sympathy, Benevolence, Will Render The Condition Of Our Working Women What It Should Be, So Long As The Kitchen And Needle Are Substantially Their Only Resources.

Printer's Ink Is The Great Apostle Of Progress, Whose Pulpit Is The Press.

We Are Not One People. We Are Two Peoples. We Are A People For Freedom And A People For Slavery. Between The Two, Conflict Is Inevitable.