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

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!

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.

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.

The entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the brain, to a little fishing village where there are no phones.

It is as if one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the Southern Hemisphere of the brain.

I’ve been on what I call my UFO Tour, which means, like UFOs, I too have been appearing in small southern towns in front of a handful of hillbillies lately.

I’m ready to do some classics. Maybe I wasn’t in the beginning. I weighed 179 pounds when I got to New York, and I had that thick Southern accent. I still talk Southern, but I can do without it.

And then Earl Scruggs comes along and transforms the banjo into a virtuosic modern instrument. For the first time, the Southern banjo style becomes the identity of the banjo, and everything from before is wiped off of people’s consciousness by the power of that explosion.

Somewhere in the dead of the southern night my life had switched onto the wrong track and without my knowing it.

Southern Europe has not done enough to enhance its competitiveness, while northern Europe has not done enough to boost demand. Debt burdens remain crushing, and Europe’s economy remains unable to grow.

William Ferris has long reigned as the unimpeachable source of the entire southern experience. His work on southern folklore and the composition of the Encyclopedia of Southern Culture have made him both legendary and necessary. His book,