Elizabeth Cady Stanton Quotes
Chauncy Burr ... talks well, possibly better than he thinks. But this is a common failing.
Only those who have lived all their lives under the dark clouds of vague, undefined fears can appreciate the joy of a doubting soul suddenly born into the kingdom of reason and free thought.
It is in vain to look for the elevation of woman so long as she is degraded in marriage.
The voice of woman has been silenced in the state, the church, and the home, but man cannot fulfill his destiny alone, he cannot redeem his race unaided.
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.
I had been invited to speak after the lunch. But I did not go to the table until the feast ended, as I never like to eat or talk before speaking.
There is a great deal in a name. It often signifies much, and may involve a great principle.
But the love of offspring...tender and beautiful as it is, can not as sentiment rank with conjugal love.
I poured out the torrent of my long-standing discontent and I challenged them to do and dare anything.
Women and negroes, being seven-twelfths of the people, are a majority; and according to our republican theory, are the rightful rulers of the nation.
It requires philosophy and heroism to rise above the opinion of the wise men of all nations and races.
Let us remember that all reforms are interdependent, and that whatever is done to establish one principle on a solid base, strengthens all.
The bible and the church have been the greatest stumbling block in the way of women's emancipation.
We cannot accept any code or creed that uniformly defrauds woman of all her natural rights.
Think of the inconvenience of vanishing as it were from your friends and, correspondents three times in one's natural life.
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 within. More inaccessible than the ice-cold mountains more profound than the midnight sea: the solitude of self.
