Sometimes it seemed to me I could not look at those silent little figures; that I must go north, to the grim coal fields, to the Rocky Mountain camps, where the labor fight is at least fought by grown men

I'm not a lady, I'm a hellraiser

I have never had a vote, and I have raised hell all over this country. You don't need a vote to raise hell! You need convictions and a voice!

God almighty made women and the Rockefeller gang of thieves made the ladies.

That is, the wife must care for what the husband cares for if he is to remain resolute.

Not all the coal that is dug warms the world.

Men's hearts are cold. They are indifferent.