“If I could only live another century!”

Wherever women gather together failure is impossible.

The older I get, the greater power I seem to have to help the world; I am like a snowball – the further I am rolled the more I gain.

Liberty, Humanity, Justice, Equality.

Every woman should have a purse of her own.

Forget conventionalisms; forget what the world thinks of you stepping out of your place; think your best thoughts, speak your best words, work your best works, looking to your own conscience for approval.

For a people is only as great, as free, as lofty, as advanced as its women are free, noble and progressive.

I stand and rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a wheel – the picture of free, untrammeled womanhood.

The work of woman is not to lessen the severity or the certainty of the penalty for the violation of the moral law, but to prevent this violation by the removal of the causes which lead to it.

Resistance to tyranny ius obedience to God.

The day may be approaching when the whole world will recognize woman as the equal of man.

Woman must have a purse of her own, and how can this be so long as the law denies to the wife all right to both the individual and the joint earnings?

Independence is happiness.

Suffrage is the pivotal right.

Modern invention has banished the spinning wheel, and the same law of progress makes the woman of today a different woman from her grandmother.

Those of you who have the talent to do honor to poor womanhood, have all given yourself over to baby-making.

Equal Pay for Equal Work.

Here, in the middle of the twentieth century, with modern technology transforming everybody’s lives, you find a medieval mentality that is being dragged painfully into the eighteenth century by some forward-looking people.

Our world is limited by the machinery we carry. Its very different to the 18th and 19th century Enlightenment scientists who were mostly men of God and thought it was their quest to uncover Gods great plan.

The worst thing about being a great power is when you’re not one any more. It takes centuries to get over it.

My short answer would be that there is no greatest jazz musician of the century. Jazz, like any valid art form, finds its greatness in its expression of the human spirit, and, to me, this can’t be reduced to a contest.

There’s so much in the 21st century that is stymied by bureaucracy and mediocrity and committee.

According to Las Casas, atrocities continued unabated in the Americas, even half a century after the discovery.

That the Jews were unholy was a belief so ingrained by the Church [by the 14th century] that the most devout persons were the harshest in their antipathy, none more so than St. Louis.

The century of people helplessly seeing others, who were close to them, disappear over the horizon.