Whatever satisfies the soul is truth.

I act as the tongue of you, ... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.

The words of my book nothing, the drift of it everything.

Be not ashamed women, ... You are the gates of the body, and you are the gates of the soul.

There is no week nor day nor hour when tyranny may not enter upon this country, if the people lose their roughness and spirit of defiance.

All truths wait in all things.

If you done it, it ain't bragging.