Elizabeth Cady Stanton

To live for a principle, for the triumph of some reform by which all mankind are to be lifted up to be wedded to an idea may be, after all, the holiest and happiest of marriages.

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

It is impossible for one class to appreciate the wrongs of another.

The memory of my own suffering has prevented me from ever shadowing one young soul with the superstition of the Christian religion.

I shall not grow conservative with age.

Women of all classes are awakening to the necessity of self-support, but few are willing to do the ordinary useful work for which they are fitted.

Surely the immutable laws of the universe can teach more impressive and exalted lessons than the holy books of all the religions on earth.

Woman's discontent increases in exact proportion to her development.

To throw obstacles in the way of a complete education is like putting out the eyes.

Nothing strengthens the judgment and quickens the conscience like individual responsibility.

Words cannot describe the indignation a proud woman feels for her sex in disfranchisement.

The more I think on the present condition of woman, the more am I oppressed with the reality of their degradation.

The God of justice is with us, and our word, our work - our prayer for freedom will not, cannot be in vain.

The religious superstitions of women perpetuate their bondage more than all other adverse influences.

I am always busy, which is perhaps the chief reason why I am always well.

We found nothing grand in the history of the Jews nor in the morals inculcated in the Pentateuch. I know of no other books that so fully teach the subjection and degradation of woman.

The greatest block today in the way of woman's emancipation is the church, the canon law, the Bible and the priesthood.

We are the only class in history that has been left to fight its battles alone, unaided by the ruling powers. White labor and the freed black men had their champions, but where are ours?

To have drunkards, idiots, horse-racing, rumselling rowdies, ignorant foreigners, and silly boys fully recognized, while we ourselves are thrust out from all the rights that belong to citizens, it is too grossly insulting to... be longer quietly submitted to.

The more complete the despotism, the more smoothly all things move on the surface.