To fear? If the doom I brought on my life has taught me any thing, it is that I have nothing left to fear…
There is nothing so terrible as to live in an atmosphere of suspicion—to see eyes watching you and the love in them changing to fear—nothing so terrible as to suspect those near and dear to you—It is poisonous—a miasma.
There is no devil and no hell. Thy soul will be dead even sooner than thy body; fear, therefore, nothing any more!
There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.