A freshet in the autumn does not compensate for a drought in the spring. Mary Boykin Chesnut More Quotes by Mary Boykin Chesnut More Quotes From Mary Boykin Chesnut There is no slave, after all, like a wife...Poor women, poor slaves All married women, all children and girls who live in their father's house are slaves. Mary Boykin Chesnut girlfatherchildren We are divorced, North from South, because we have hated each other so. If we could only separate politely, and not have a horrid fight for divorce. Mary Boykin Chesnut divorcefightingwar We are scattered, stunned; the remnant of heart left alive is filled with brotherly hate... Whose fault? Everybody blamed somebody else. Only the dead heroes left stiff and stark on the battlefield escape. Mary Boykin Chesnut hateherowar Of all our sorrows, memory is the worst. Mary Boykin Chesnut worstsorrowmemories Brutal men with unlimited power are the same all over the world Mary Boykin Chesnut unlimitedmenworld I do not write often now - not for want of something to say, but from a loathing of all I see and hear. Why dwell upon it? Mary Boykin Chesnut housewantwriting Richmond has fallen - and I have no heart to write about it... They are too many for us. Everything lost in Richmond, even our archives. Blue-black is our horizon. Mary Boykin Chesnut heartwritingwar Oh, if I could put some of my reckless spirit into these discreet cautious lazy men! Mary Boykin Chesnut lazy-manlazinessmen Darkest of all Decembers ever has my life known, Sitting here by the embers, stunned, helpless, alone. Mary Boykin Chesnut sittingwarhistory I do not allow myself vain regrets or foreboding. Mary Boykin Chesnut forebodingvainregret Women--wives and mothers--are the same everywhere. Mary Boykin Chesnut wives-and-motherswifemother Forgiveness is indifference. Forgiveness is impossible while love lasts. Mary Boykin Chesnut forgivenesslastsimpossible Threatened men live long. Mary Boykin Chesnut threatenedmenlong Is the sea drying up? It is going up into mist and coming down on us in this water spout, the rain. It raineth every day, and the weather represents our tearful despair on a large scale. Mary Boykin Chesnut searainloss To think there are men who dare so defile a church, a sacred sanctuary dedicated to God. We have to hold up our skirts and walk tiptoe, so covered is the floor, the aisle and pews, with the dark shower of tobacco juice. Mary Boykin Chesnut darkmenthinking She died praying that she might die. Mary Boykin Chesnut diedprayingmight Peace, comfort, quiet, happiness, I have found away from home. Only your own family, those nearest and dearest, can hurt you. Mary Boykin Chesnut familyhurthome I am always on the women's side. Mary Boykin Chesnut sides I will laugh at the laughable while I breathe Mary Boykin Chesnut laughablebreathelaughing The weight that hangs upon our eyelids - is of lead. Mary Boykin Chesnut eyelidsweight
