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[when Her Husband Said Her Earnings As A Married Woman Belonged To Him:] I Cannot Persuade Myself That That Which I Invent - Create, In Fact - Can Belong To Anyone But Myself! I Wish That Women Could Be Dealt With, Not Mercifully, Not Compassionately, Nor Affectionately, But Justly; It Would Be So Much Better - For The Men.

Cultivate In Young Minds An Equal Love Of The Good, The Beautiful And The Absurd; Most People's Lives Are Too Lead-colored To Lose The Smallest Twinkle Of Light From A Flash Of Nonsense.

Your Theory Of Partial Immortality Is Abhorrent To Me. I Would Rather Disbelieve In The Immortality Of My Own Soul Than Suppose The Boon Given To Me Was Withheld From Any Of My Fellow Creatures.

The Death I Should Prefer Would Be To Break My Neck Off The Back Of A Good Horse At A Full Gallop On A Fine Day.

In The North We Could Not Hope To Keep The Worst And Poorest Servant For A Single Day In The Wretched Discomfort In Which Our Negro Servants Are Forced Habitually To Live.