While so much is said of the inferior intellect of woman, it is by a strange absurdity conceded that very many eminent men owe their station in life to their mothers.

There is a word sweeter than mother, home or heaven. That word is liberty.

Woman is learning for herself that not self-sacrifice, but self development, is her first duty in life; and this, not primarily for the sake of others but that she may become fully herself.

The careful student of history will discover that Christianity has been of very little value in advancing civilization, but has done a great deal toward retarding it.

It is sometimes better to be a dead man than a live woman.

Both church and state claiming to be of divine origin have assumed divine right of man over woman; while church and state have thought for man, man has assumed the right to think for woman.

Do not allow the Church or State to govern your thought or dictate your judgment

Women should unite upon a platform of opposition to the teaching and aim of that ever most unscrupulous enemy of freedom--the Church.

The Christian theory of the sacredness of the Bible has been at the cost of the world's civilization.

The soul must support its own supremacy or die.

... non-use of rights does not destroy them.

I learned very early the difference between knowing the name of something and knowing something.

Great minds with great ideas usually share in the midst of their persecution

The gap inside you needs someone who deserves you to feel it. Once you found him/her you will always feel the deep happiness that you never had before. Love will always be there watching.

I admire great people who endure crisis and triumph over adversities of life.

, "I am not crazy, my reality is just different from yours."-Cheshire Cat

I carry a lot of scars. I like the way that sounds. I carry a LOT of scars.

Blues is like American Express. I don't leave home without it.

The exchangeable value of all commodities rises as the difficulties of their production increase.

I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas.

Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Double-lived in regions new?