All who live to a good old age have a genius for sleep.

We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men and women are created equal.

A government is just only when the whole people share equally in its protection and advantages.

The best protection any woman can have... is courage.

The bible teaches that women brought sin and death into the world. I don't believe that any man ever talked with god. The bible was written by man out of his love of domination.

The heyday of woman's life is the shady side of fifty.

The whole tone of Church teaching in regard to women is, to the last degree, contemptuous and degrading.

When we consider that women are treated as property it is degrading to women that we should treat our children as property to be disposed of as we see fit.

Because man and woman are the complement of one another, we need woman's thought in national affairs to make a safe and stable government.

I would have girls regard themselves not as adjectives but as nouns.

So long as women are slaves, men will be knaves.

Only a life lived for others is a life worth while.

Good men don't become legends," he said quietly. "Good men don't need to become legends." She opened her eyes, looking up at him. "They just do what's right anyway.

It takes a long time to make it simple.

Everybody's got a 'thing.' Some 'things' are nice and quiet. Some 'things' have fangs and claws. Some 'things' stink and have slobber everywhere.

They didn't act like people and they didn't act like actors. It's hard to explain. They acted more like they knew they were celebrities and all. I mean they were good, but they were too good.

I don't believe in anything, only in myself, but I respect all people who believe in something.

We need to define gentrification as separate from the process of displacement.

I am poor - obscure - just eighteen years of age - with a rapacious appetite for everything and principles as light as my purse.

One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away.

The mind is like tofu. By itself, it has no taste. Everything depends on the flavor of the marinade it steeps in.