To no form of religion is woman indebted for one impulse of freedom.
SUSAN B. ANTHONYWhy should we not pray to our mother who are in heaven, as well as to our father?
More Susan B. Anthony Quotes
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For every betrayed woman, there is always the betrayer, man.
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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.
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Governments never do any great good things from mere principle, from mere love of justice.
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Not one of our national officers ever has had a dollar of salary. I retire on full pay!
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No man is good enough to govern any woman without her consent.
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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.
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No self-respecting woman should wish or work for the success of a party who ignores her sex.
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I will cut off this right arm of mine before I will ask for the ballot for the Negro and not for the woman.
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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.
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The only question left to be settled now is: Are women persons? And I hardly believe any of our opponents will have the hardihood to say they are not.
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To think, I have had more than 60 years of hard struggle for a little liberty, and then to die without it seems so cruel.
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The prolonged slavery of woman is the darkest page in human history.
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Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputations – can never effect a reform.
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I stand and rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a wheel – the picture of free, untrammeled womanhood.
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This is rather different from the receptions I used to get fifty years ago. They threw things at me then but they were not roses.
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