For What Is Done Or

I Felt More Than Ever The Necessity Of My Mission. But I Went Home Out Of Spirits, I Hardly Know Why. I Must Work By Myself All Life Long.

I, Who So Love A Hermit Life For A Good Part Of The Day, Find Myself Living In Public, And Almost Losing My Identity.

None Of Us Can Know What We Are Capable Of Until We Are Tested.

If Society Will Not Admit Of Woman's Free Development, Then Society Must Be Remodeled.

Prejudice Is More Violent The Blinder It Is.