Quotes from Rebecca Harding Davis

War may be an armed angel with a mission, but she has the personal habits of the slums.

But remember, I am no politician, and no seer into souls.

We don't often look into these unpleasant details of our great struggle. We all prefer to think that every man who wore the blue or gray was a Philip Sidney at heart.

Nowhere in this country, from sea to sea, does nature comfort us with such assurance of plenty, such rich and tranquil beauty as in those unsung, unpainted hills of Pennsylvania.

For, after all, put it as we may to ourselves, we are all of us from birth to death guests at a table which we did not spread.

Our village was built on the Ohio River, and was a halting place on this great national road, then the only avenue of traffic between the South and the North.