The greatest insult came at the marriage ceremony when the minister asked 'who giveth this woman,' and some brother, or father or other man, unblushingly said he did, as though it were entirely a commercial transaction between men.
Nellie L. McClungIn regard to tenacity of life, no old yellow cat has anything on a prejudice. You may kill it with your own hands, bury it deep, and sit on the grave, and behold! the next day it will walk in at the back door, purring.
Nellie L. McClungthought without expression is dynamic and gathers volume by repression. Evolution when blocked and suppressed becomes revolution.
Nellie L. McClung