It is not easy to be a pioneer - but oh, it is fascinating!

I, who so love a hermit life for a good part of the day, find myself living in public, and almost losing my identity.

Prejudice is more violent the blinder it is.

None of us can know what we are capable of until we are tested.

I felt more than ever the necessity of my mission. But I went home out of spirits, I hardly know why. I must work by myself all life long.

I must have something to engross my thoughts, some object in life which will fill this vacuum, and prevent this sad wearing away of the heart.

The excuse or toleration of cruelty upon any living creature by a woman is a deadly sin against the grandest force in nature - maternal love ... In not a single instance known to science has the cure of any human disease resulted necessarily from this fallacious method of research.