HANNAH WEBSTER -
A Disloyal Element"There’s women who will never see their menfolk again. They’re dead on some godforsaken field. Buried where nobody goin’ to find them. Maybe your own brother. Women have their men and babies snatched from them and sold away. Never hold them again. Never see them again. How can you say you don’t care? You want everything to be rose covered cottages. To be perfect. Look around you, girl. Ain’t nothing perfect. There’s death and destruction. It ain’t all about you. But you can help. You can believe in something. Or you can sit there and wallow in your pity. I thought you were better than that. I guess I was wrong.”