“With age come the inner, the higher life. Who would be forever young, to dwell always in externals?”

The bible teaches that women brought sin and death into the world. I don’t believe that any man ever talked with god. The bible was written by man out of his love of domination.

Nature, like a loving mother, is ever trying to keep land and sea, mountain and valley, each in its place, to hush the angry winds and waves, balance the extremes of heat and cold, of rain and drought, that peace, harmony and beauty may reign supreme.

The more complete the despotism, the more smoothly all things move on the surface.

Among the clergy we find our most violent enemies, those most opposed to any change in woman’s position.

The Bible and the Church have been the greatest stumbling blocks in the way of women’s emancipation.

My religious superstition gave place to rational ideas based on scientific facts, and in proportion as I looked at everything from a new standpoint, I grew more happy day by day.

The prolonged slavery of woman is the darkest page in human history.

Words cannot describe the indignation a proud woman feels for her sex in disfranchisement.

[On women’s role in the home:] Every wife, mother and housekeeper feels at present that there is some screw loose in the household situation.

To develop our real selves, we need time alone for thought and meditation. To be always giving out and never pumping in, the well runs dry.

Men think that self-sacrifice is the most charming of all the cardinal virtues for women, and in order to keep it in healthy working order, they make opportunities for its illustration as often as possible.

We found nothing grand in the history of the Jews nor in the morals inculcated in the Pentateuch. I know of no other books that so fully teach the subjection and degradation of woman.

If the Bible teaches the equality of women, why does the church refuse to ordain women to preach the gospel, to fill the offices of deacons and elders, and to administer the Sacraments…?

Nature never repeats herself, and the possibilities of one human soul will never be found in another.

Nothing adds such dignity to character as the recognition of one’s self- sovereignty.

God, in His wisdom, has so linked the whole human family together that any violence done at one end of the chain is felt throughout its length.

My mom was from Germantown and was of German descent. She was a real force behind me and my dream. She was always my biggest fan, even when I was wrestling at an early age.

Testosterone to me is so important for a sense of well-being when you get older.

Age is a state of old mind. It gets to a point where if you get old enough, you forget how old you are, and that’s the best thing. And then you walk around kind of like in a fog.

Nothing, it is true, is more common than for both Science and Art to pay homage to the spirit of the age, and for creative taste to accept the law of critical taste.

I don’t know whether I’ll reach 40. I don’t know whether I’ll reach 35. I can’t be sure about that. I am bloody serious. I am very, very serious. I didn’t think I’d make 30.

Age is just a number. Who cares how old the girl is that I date?

You should not consider a man’s age but his acts.

I never fit in with my peer group. I never hung out with kids my age – I always wanted to hang out with my mom and her girlfriends.