To think that all in me of which my father would have felt proper pride had I been a man, is deeply mortifying to him because I am a woman.

There must be a remedy even for such a crying evil as this [abortion]. But where shall it be found, at least where begin, if not in the complete enfranchisement and elevation of women?

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

I have endeavoured to dissipate these religious superstitions from the minds of women, and base their faith on science and reason, where I found for myself at last that peace and comfort I could never find in the Bible and the church.

... the hey-day of a woman's life is on the shady side of fifty, when the vital forces heretofore expended in other ways are garnered in the brain, when their thoughts and sentiments flow out in broader channels, when philanthropy takes the place of family selfishness, and when from the depths of poverty and suffering the wail of humanity grows as pathetic to their ears as once was the cry of their own children.

To no form of religion is woman indebted for one impulse of freedom, as all alike have taught her inferiority and subjection.

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