It Irritates Me To Be Told How

A Ball Had Passed Between My Body And The Right Arm Which Supported Him, Cutting Through The Sleeve And Passing Through His Chest From Shoulder To Shoulder. There Was No More To Be Done For Him And I Left Him To His Rest. I Have Never Mended That Hole In My Sleeve.

If Woman Alone Had Suffered Under These Mistaken Traditions [of Women's Subordination], If She Could Have Borne The Evil By Herself, It Would Have Been Less Pitiful, But Her Brother Man, In The Laws He Created And Ignorantly Worshipped, Has Suffered With Her. He Has Lost Her Highest Help; He Has Crippled The Intelligence He Needed; He Has Belittled The Very Source Of His Own Being And Dwarfed The Image Of His Maker.

It Is Wise Statesmanship Which Suggests That In Time Of Peace We Must Prepare For War, And It Is No Less A Wise Benevolence That Makes Preparation In The Hour Of Peace For Assuaging The Ills That Are Sure To Accompany War.

I Don't Know How Long It Has Been Since My Ear Has Been Free From The Roll Of A Drum. It Is The Music I Sleep By, And I Love It.... I Shall Remain Here While Anyone Remains, And Do Whatever Comes To My Hand. I May Be Compelled To Face Danger, But Never Fear It, And While Our Soldiers Can Stand And Fight, I Can Stand And Feed And Nurse Them.

You Must Never So Much Think As Whether You Like It Or Not, Whether It Is Bearable Or Not; You Must Never Think Of Anything Except The Need, And How To Meet It.