I and others of my sex find ourselves controlled by a form of government in the inauguration of which we had no voice.

I do not shake hands from a sanitary standpoint.

I endeavor to make the most of everything.

I offer you the remedy of Free Love as an antidote for enforced lust, and the world will have to take it before the disease can be cured.

The wife who submits to sexual intercourse against her wishes or desires, virtually commits suicide; while the husband who compels it, commits murder.

When I found I had given birth to a human wreckage, to a child that was an imbecile, my heart was broken.

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?