Occupation: Author Birth: March 31, 1823 Death: November 22, 1886
Forgiveness is indifference. Forgiveness is impossible while love lasts..
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 ….
Brutal men with unlimited power are the same all over the world.
Of all our sorrows, memory is the worst..
Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere..
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 i….
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 sl….
We are scattered, stunned; the remnant of heart left alive is filled with brotherly hate... Whose fault? Everybody blamed somebody else. Only the dea….
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?.
Threatened men live long..
She died praying that she might die..
The weight that hangs upon our eyelids - is of lead..
Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone..
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..
I do not allow myself vain regrets or foreboding..
Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men!.
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….
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 am always on the women's side..
I will laugh at the laughable while I breathe.