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

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?

Our ‘pathway’ is straight to the ballot box, with no variableness nor shadow of turning.

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

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

Light is much more than the absence of darkness. And you, my love, are much more than the absence of him.

Faith is a dark night for man, but in this very way it gives him light.

God is a dark night to man in this life.

Gather quickly Out of darkness All the songs you know And throw them at the sun Before they melt Like snow.

In a time of darkness, you don’t curse the darkness, you light a candle.

The awareness is not part of the darkness or the pain; it holds the pain, and knows it, so it has to be more fundamental, and closer to what is healthy and strong and golden within you.

When it is darkest is when you must shine.

In the dark night of the soul, bright flows the river of God.