Beware of artists, they mix with all classes of society and are therefore most dangerous.

Great events make me quiet and calm; it is only trifles that irritate my nerves.

Oh, that peace may come.

There is, however, another subject on which the Queen feels most strongly, and that is this horrible, brutalizing, un-Christian-like vivisection…It must really not be permitted. It is a disgrace to a civilized country.

Oh! If those selfish men, who are the cause of all one's misery, only knew what their poor slaves go through! What suffering, what humiliation to the delicate feelings of a poor woman, above all a young one, especially with those nasty doctors.

The Queen is most anxious to enlist everyone who can speak or write to join in checking this mad, wicked folly of Woman's Rights with all its attendant horrors on which her poor, feeble sex is bent, forgetting every sense of womanly feeling and propriety.

No civilization is complete which does not include the dumb and defenseless of God's creatures within the sphere of charity and mercy.