At midday on the 23rd of June, 1920, the Empress of Japan left the harbor of Vancouver, ploughing through the northern course towards Japan. I was happy, as happy as a person of my temperament is capable of being.

When I went to the swimming pool [in Chicago] I found negro girls floating about in the water. The first impulse was to refuse to go in; then I remembered I was in Yankee land and when in Rome -- I slide off into the water.

The Socialists had always stood for woman suffrage and would continue to work for the women regardless of whether or not they received a single vote from the Women's Party. I knew whom I would vote for.

I told my friends at the Elinor Club how the men who talked with Ella Flagg Young trembled in their boots; it was my idea of a good time to see men afraid of a woman.

The person who called me "Lyncher" at first was surprised to find that I was "almost brilliant.

What a horrible thing to fail like that. I couldn't stand failure. Maybe they would all say I wasn't smart (clever) anyway.

Think, only think, what this war will mean to women’s progress,” he once said to me. There would be all sorts of stupidities and crimes on both sides committed in the name of love and patriotism. I said there would be a colossal spread of disease and a lot of babies whom no one wanted.

I was angry and would have liked to quarrel with her; that was a good thing to separate on; she believed one thing and I believed another; I had a right to stick to my opinion. Besides then I would be free and I would have all of my own money. But I thought again; she had about the hardest life I had ever heard of.

Mrs. Sanger was a woman who would have understood my mother, I was sure.

She hoped that I was going to find someone very soon; I thought she was wishing me harm; perhaps she was adding; you can't be anybody anyway.