Nature never repeats herself, and the possibilities of one human soul will never be found in another.

There is a solitude, which each and every one of us has always carried with him, more inaccessible than the ice-cold mountains, more profound than the midnight sea; the solitude of self. Our inner being, which we call ourself, no eye nor touch of man or angel has ever pierced.

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

Reformers who are always compromising, have not yet grasped the idea that truth is the only safe ground to stand upon.

Men who can, when they wish to write a document, shut themselves up for days with their thoughts and their books, know little of what difficulties a woman must surmount to get off a tolerable production.

You who have read the history of nations, from Moses down to our last election, where have you ever seen one class looking after the interests of another?

I poured out the torrent of my long-standing discontent and I challenged them to do and dare anything.