I went with my husband and an innocent child to California. I went to a theatrical manager and asked him to allow me to earn money enough on the stage to buy our tickets home. He did.

Rude contact with facts chased my visions and dreams quickly away, and in their stead I beheld the horrors, the corruption, the evils and hypocrisy of society, and as I stood among them, a young wife, a great wail of agony went out from my soul.

Political matters are developing so fast that we must not let a single thing slip without use.

All talk of women's rights is moonshine. Women have every right. They have only to exercise them.

Strike as much and as hard as you please, only don't do it in the dark so that I cannot know who is my enemy.

To go behind a man's hall-door is mean, cowardly, unfair opposition.

If Congress refuse to listen to and grant what women ask, there is but one course left then to pursue. What is there left for women to do but to become the mothers of the future government?