Used to move so much, every time the chickens saw the team put in the wagon, they'd lie down on their backs and hold their legs up to be tied!

[On the Irish:] Strange race ... Don't know what they want, but want it like the devil.

pretense is the oil that lubricates society.

These are times of action. Men think and then act; sometimes, indeed, they simply act.

Conflict is the very essence of life.

I found that my name signed to a check was even more welcome than when signed to a letter.

I believe that the matter is automatically self-regulating; that those women who prefer the home and have an ability for it will eventually return to it; that others, like myself, will compromise; and that still others, temperamentally unfitted for it, will remain in the world to add to its productivity.