“We ask justice, we ask equality, we ask that all the civil and political rights that belong to citizens of the United States, be guaranteed to us and our daughters forever.”

When a man says to me, ‘Let us work together in the great cause you have undertaken, and let me be your companion and aid, for I admire you more than I have ever admired any other woman,’ then I shall say, ‘I am yours truly’; but he must ask me to be his equal, not his slave.

Every generation of converts threshes over the same old straw.

I don’t want to die as long as I can work; the minute I can not, I want to go.

I expect to do more work for woman suffrage in the next decade than ever before.

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.