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

I pray every single moment of my life; not on my knees but with my work. My prayer is to lift women to equality with men. Work and worship are one with me.

What you should do is to say to outsiders that a Christian has neither more nor less rights in our association than an atheist.

Being persons, then, women are citizens; and no state has a right to make any new law, or to enforce any old law, that shall abridge their privileges or immunities.

Cautious, careful people, always casting about to preserve their reputations – can never effect a reform.

Organize, agitate, educate, must be our war cry.

No genuine equality, no real freedom, no true manhood or womanhood can exist on any foundation save that of pecuniary independence.

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.

I do not demand equal pay for any women save those who do equal work in value. Scorn to be coddled by your employers; make them understand that you are in their service as workers, not as women.

Whoever controls work and wages, controls morals.

Suffrage is the pivotal right.

I do not assume that woman is better than man. I do assume that she has a different way of looking at things.

The women of this nation in 1876, have greater cause for discontent, rebellion and revolution than the men of 1776.

There is not a woman born who desires to eat the bread of dependence, no matter whether it be from the hand of father, husband, or brother; for anyone who does so eat her bread places herself in the power of the person from whom she takes it.

It is downright mockery to talk to women of their enjoyment of the blessings of liberty while they are denied the use of the only means of securing them provided by this democratic-republican government: the ballot.

It is only through a wholesome discontent with things as they are, that we ever try to make them any better.

Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved.

If someone betrays you once, it’s their fault; if they betray you twice, it’s your fault.

For a woman betrayal has no sense – one cannot betray one’s passions.

Confession is not betrayal. What you say or do doesn’t matter; only feelings matter. If they could make me stop loving you-that would be the real betrayal.

Books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal.

For in other ways a woman is full of fear, defenseless, dreads the sight of cold steel; but, when once she is wronged in the matter of love, no other soul can hold so many thoughts of blood.

Aloneness and selfness are too important to betray for company.

Silence is a true friend who never betrays.

It is more shameful to distrust our friends than to be deceived by them.