A Little Misgiving In The Beginning Of

The Inevitable Has Always Found Me Ready And Hopeful.

The Matrimonial Shoe Pinches Me.

All My Life Long I Have Been Sensible Of The Injustice Constantly Done To Women. Since I Have Had To Fight The World Single-handed, There Has Not Been One Day I Have Not Smarted Under The Wrongs I Have Had To Bear, Because I Was Not Only A Woman, But A Woman Doing A Man's Work, Without Any Man, Husband, Son, Brother Or Friend, To Stand At My Side, And To See Some Semblance Of Justice Done Me. I Cannot Forget, For Injustice Is A Sixth Sense, And Rouses All The Others.

Genius Is Nothing More Nor Less Than Doing Well What Anyone Can Do Badly.

But What Do We Know Of The Heart Nearest To Our Own? What Do We Know Of Our Own Heart?