“Nothing is hopeless that is right.”

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.

Join the union, girls, and together say Equal Pay for Equal Work.

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.

I’m really hopeless with technology – I don’t even have a computer.

Anything which must be understood by millions of people is so hopelessly divorced from how it is that it becomes a form of fiction.

You are some kind of a mystery suspended between two eternities. And in that moment, when a mind looks out at a world and asks the question, ‘What is it?’ In that moment art can be created.

This began, most recognizably, with the rejection of politically-oriented thinking as essentially a hopeless waste of intellectual effort.

The colour grey makes you feel uneasy, makes things seem complicated and hopeless, it upsets the notion of black and white.

O Hope! Dazzling, radiant Hope! What a change thou bringest to the hopeless; brightening the darkened paths, and cheering the lonely way.

Self-censorship is insulting to the self. Timidity is a hopeless way forward.

Hopeless are those who suffers the curse of heaven-so be hopeful.