Men are nicotine soaked, beer besmirched, whiskey greased, red-eyed devils.

Men are nicotine soaked, beer besmirched, whiskey greased, red-eyed devils.

I felt invincible. My strength was that of a giant. God was certainly standing by me. I smashed five saloons with rocks before I ever took a hatchet.

God is a politician; so is the devil.

No man who drank or smoked could ever come nearer to me than the telephone. I'd say, I won't let you - you nicotine-soaked, beer-besmeared, whiskey-greased, red-eyed devil - talk to me face to face.

I want all hellions to quit puffing that hell fume in God's clean air.

[When asked her occupation:] Destroyer of the works of the Devil by the direct order of God.