Forgiveness is indifference. Forgiveness is impossible while love lasts.
Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere.
She died praying that she might die.
We are divorced, North from South, because we have hated each other so. If we could only separate politely, and not have a horrid fight for divorce.
Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men!
Richmond has fallen - and I have no heart to write about it... They are too many for us. Everything lost in Richmond, even our archives. Blue-black is our horizon.