There is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his.

It is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life.

The woman who works for a dollar a day has as much right as any other human being to say what the conditions of her work should be.

I will eat grandfather for dinner.

The beginning of my life was simple and much like every other little life. I came, I saw, I conquered, as the first baby in the family always does.

In a word, literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. The things I have learned and the things I have been taught seem of ridiculously little importance compared with their "large loves and heavenly charities.

I don't give a damn about semi-radicals!