Men are nicotine soaked, beer besmirched, whiskey greased, red-eyed devils."

"Oh, I tell you, ladies, you never know what joy it gives you to start out to smash a rumshop."

"If you don't do it, then the women of this state will do it . . . You refused me the vote and I had to use a rock."

Who hath sorrow? Who hath woe?
They who do not answer no;
They whose feet to sin incline
While they tarry at the wine.

"You have put me in here a cub, but I will come out roaring like a lion, and I will make all hell howl!"