“A true woman always loves a real soldier.”

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.

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.

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

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.

Real results will emerge when we realize the power of combined individual actions and voices to effect change.

The marvellous instinct with which women are usually credited seems too often to desert them on the only occasions when it would be of any real use. One would say it was there for trivialities only

Surrogate experience and surrogate environments have become the American way of life.

Absurdly improbable things are quite as liable to happen in real life as in weak literature.

Only a Californian would have observed that it is becoming increasingly difficult to tell the real fake from the fake fake.

Instability mostly comes from the interface between the fact that the banks (or shadow banks) can create credit, money, and purchasing power in infinite quantities

Real estate is the closest thing to the proverbial pot of gold.

When I see a cheerful young man shrieking about how full of life he is, banging on a drum, and blowing on a tin trumpet, and speaking of his good spirits