“I declare to you that woman must not depend upon the protection of man, but must be taught to protect herself, and there I take my stand.”

I think the girl who is able to earn her own living and pay her own way should be as happy as anybody on earth. The sense of independence and security is very sweet.

Inconsistency is the jewel of the American people.

It is poor rule that won’t work more ways than one.

There shall never be another season of silence until women have the same rights men have on this green earth.

When I was young, if a girl married poverty, she bcame a drudge; if she married wealth, she became a doll.

When woman has a newspaper which fear and favor cannot touch, then it will be that she can freely write her own thoughts.

For every betrayed woman, there is always the betrayer, man.

If a man’s public record be a clear one, if he has kept his pledges before the world, I do not inquire what his private life may have been.

White men have always controlled their wives’ wages.

No self-respecting woman should wish or work for the success of a party who ignores her sex.

The principle of self-government cannot be violated with impunity. The individual’s right to it is sacred – regardless of class, caste, race, color, sex or any other accident or incident of birth.

I think bicycle has done more to emancipate women than anything else in the world. It gives women a feeling of freedom and self-reliance.

Marriage, to women as to men, must be a luxury, not a necessity; an incident of life, not all of it.

Not one of our national officers ever has had a dollar of salary. I retire on full pay!

Sentiment never was and never can be a guarantee for justice.

We need a daily paper edited and composed according to woman’s own thoughts, and not as woman thinks a man wants her to think and write.

Why anyone, by dying, should thereby be declared beyond criticism, innocent of wrongdoing, suddenly filled with virtue and above reproach escapes me.

It’s not that we should declare the praises of God. It’s that we may.

The blood of Christ can cleanse away all sin. But we must ‘plead guilty’ before God can declare us innocent.

The gospel declares that no matter how dutiful or prayerful we are, we can’t save ourselves. What Jesus did was sufficient.

Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective.

How is it they live in such harmony, the billions of stars, when most men can barely go a minute without declaring war in their minds?

Be polite; write diplomatically; even in a declaration of war one observes the rules of politeness.

I have declared war on the rich who prosper on our poverty, the politicians who lie to us with smiling faces, and all the mindless, heartless, robots who protect them and their property.