“No man is good enough to govern any woman without her consent.”

Men, their rights, and nothing more; women, their rights, and nothing less.

The worst enemy women have is in the pulpit.

It’s too bad that our bodies wear out while our interests are just as strong as ever.

Why should we not pray to our mother who are in heaven, as well as to our father?

Every discrimination against women in the constitutions and laws of the several States is today null and void, precisely as in every one against Negroes.

What an absurd notion that women have not intellectual and moral faculties sufficent for anything else but domestic concerns!

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

The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these.

I do not consider divorce an evil by any means. It is just as much a refuge for women married to brutal men as Canada was to the slaves of brutal masters.

I will cut off this right arm of mine before I will ask for the ballot for the Negro and not for the woman.

To be wedded to an idea may be, after all, the holiest and happiest of marriages.

Wherever, on the face of the globe or on the page of history, you show me a disfranchised class, I will show you a degraded class of labor.

Governments never do any great good things from mere principle, from mere love of justice.

I have given my life and all I am to it, and now I want my last act to be to give it all I have, to the last cent.

She who succeeds in gaining the mastery of the bicycle will gain the mastery of life.

It will burden her conscience in life, it will burden her soul in death; but oh, thrice guilty is he who drove her to the desperation which impelled her to the crime.

One thing about our country that is constant is cricket.

Without constant activity, the threats of life will soon overwhelm the values.

Do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. then your love would also change.

If the gods listened to the prayers of men, all humankind would quickly perish since they constantly pray for many evils to befall one another.

I’m constantly thinking.

Things get bad for all of us, almost continually, and what we do under the constant stress reveals who/what we are.

I don’t like looking back. I’m always constantly looking forward. I’m not the one to sort of sit and cry over spilt milk. I’m too busy looking for the next cow.

I try to stay in a constant state of confusion just because of the expression it leaves on my face.