If A Thing Is To Be Done,

I Wear The Key Of Memory, And Can Open Every Door In The House Of My Life.

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.

The Fate Of Love Is That It Always Seems Too Little Or Too Much.

A Poverty That Is Universal May Be Cheerfully Borne; It Is An Individual Poverty That Is Painful And Humiliating.

Forethought Spares Afterthought.