All over this land women have no political existence. Laws pass over our heads that we can not unmake. Our property is taken from us without our consent. The babes we bear in anguish and carry in our arms are not ours.
LUCY STONELeave women to find their sphere.
More Lucy Stone Quotes
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I return my tax bill without paying it. My reason for doing so is that women suffer taxation yet have not representation.
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Every new truth has its birth-place in a manger, lives thirty years, is crucified, and then deified.
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It is time we gave man faith in woman — and, still more, woman faith in herself.
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We must be true to each other.
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Now all we need is to continue to speak the truth fearlessly, and we shall add to our number those who will turn the scale to the side of equal and full justice in all things.
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Our victory is sure to come, and I can endure anything but recreancy to principle.
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Make the world better.
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A wife should no more take her husband’s name than he should hers. My name is my identity and must not be lost
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I believe that the influence of woman will save the country before every other power.
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If, while I hear the wild shriek of the slave mother robbed of her little ones, I do not open my mouth, am I not guilty?
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The widening of woman’s sphere is to improve her lot. Let us do it, and if the world scoff, let it scoff if it sneer, let it sneer.
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The road before us is shorter than the road behind.
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I was a woman before I was an abolitionist. I must speak for the women.
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We have every reason to rejoice when there are so many gains and when favorable conditions abound on every hand. The end is not yet in sight, but it can not be far away. The road before us is shorter than the road behind.
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In education, in marriage, in religion, in everything, disappointment is the lot of women. It shall be the business of my life to deepen this disappointment in every woman’s heart until she bows down to it no longer.
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