“Fortune has played me a sad trick by letting me live on and on.”

As long as it served his purpose, Mr. Lincoln boldly advocated the right of Secession.

Politically I did not like Mr. Lincoln for in him I saw the destroyer.

Just previous to the birth of my little son, my mind gave way and my child was born in the asylum for the insane at Stockton, Cal. My boy was buried there.

What a jolly thing military surveillance is!

The secession of the Southern States, individually or in the aggregate, was the certain consequence of Mr. Lincoln’s election.

I do not set myself up as an advocate of the woman’s right doctrine, but would rather appear in the character of a quiet lady expressing her sentiments, not so much to the public as to her immediate friends.

Meanwhile, my residence within the Federal lines, and my acquaintance with so many of the officers, the origin of which I have already mentioned, enabled me to gain much important information as to the position and designs of the enemy.

There are those who maintain that in this world women have no right to interfere in the affairs of state, in politics, in plots and counter-plots.

I hope my arm falls paralyzed to my side….Get out. I’m so disgusted I can’t endure your presence any longer.

A true woman always loves a real soldier.

Others that are who, more chivalrous, are willing to admit that women have as much right to act, think, and speak as men.

I only wanted to help my people.

I thank god that I can say on my death bed that I am a virtuous woman.

I hope that when I commence that oath, my tongue may cleave to the roof of my mouth. If I ever sign one line to show allegiance.

I firmly believe that in this fiery ordeal, in this suffering, misery, and woe, the South is but undergoing a purification by fire and steel that will, in good time, and by God’s decree, work out her own independence.

If it is a crime to love the South, its cause and its President, then I am a criminal. I would rather lie down in this prison and die than leave it owing allegiance to a government such as yours.

We’re extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world itself.

Fortune never helps the fainthearted.

Fortune is not on the side of the faint-hearted.

Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune’s darlings.

What fate can be worse than to know we have no one but ourselves to blame for our misfortunes!

I am the child of Fortune, the giver of good, and I shall not be shamed. She is my mother; my sisters are the Seasons; my rising and my falling match with theirs. Born thus, I ask to be no other man than that I am.

The secret of great fortunes without apparent cause is a crime forgotten, for it was properly done.

I’m very fortunate because I love what I’m doing.