“Progress is the victory of a new thought over old superstitions.”

Eve tasted the apple in the Garden of Eden in order to slake that intense thirst for knowledge that the simple pleasure of picking flowers and talking to Adam could not satisfy.

Woman has been the great unpaid laborer of the world.

Out of the doctrine of original sin grew the crimes and miseries of asceticism, celibacy and witchcraft; woman becoming the helpless victim of all these delusions.

There must be a remedy even for such a crying evil as this [abortion]. But where shall it be found, at least where begin, if not in the complete enfranchisement and elevation of women?

The heyday of woman’s life is the shady side of fifty.

Truth is the only safe ground to stand on.

All the men of the Old Testament were polygamists, and Christ and Paul, the central figures of the New Testament, were celibates, and condemned marriage by both precept and example.

The history of the past is but one long struggle upward to equality.

Surely the immutable laws of the universe can teach more impressive and exalted lessons than the holy books of all the religions on earth.

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men and women are created equal.

I think if women would indulge more freely in vituperation, they would enjoy ten times the health they do. It seems to me they are suffering from repression.

Love is the vital essence that pervades and permeates, from the center to the circumference, the graduating circles of all thought and action. Love is the talisman of human weal and woe -the open sesame to every soul.

I decline to accept Hebrew mythology as a guide to twentieth-century science.

I would have girls regard themselves not as adjectives but as nouns.

When we consider that women are treated as property it is degrading to women that we should treat our children as property to be disposed of as we see fit.

You who have read the history of nations, from Moses down to our last election, where have you ever seen one class looking after the interests of another?

Look at the bright side no matter how old you are, you are younger than you’ll ever be again.

The older you get, the more you realise how happenstance has helped to determine your path through life.

With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come.

There is nothing more despicable than an old man who has no other proof than his age to offer of his having lived long in the world.

I have been woman for a long time beware my smile I am treacherous with old magic.

Damn, cold world. I never thought I’d see the day that you’re my old girl.

No, that is the great fallacy: the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.

You are never too old to become younger!