Quotes About Equality

Leidt de vrede, waar de mensheid te allen tijde naar heeft verlangd en die tot nu toe maar in zo weinig delen van de wereld is verwezenlijkt, er alleen toe dat hij niet wordt gedeeld met degenen die er hun toevlucht zoeken, maar zo agressief wordt verdedigd dat hij er zelf bijna uitziet als een oorlog?

Raise boys and girls the same way.

The quantity of pleasure being equal, push-pin is as good as poetry.

It takes some believing, but it was not until 1869 that Emily Davies founded Girton as a Cambridge college for women, and when, in 1896, the university came to vote on whether women should be allowed to face examinations for degrees, The Times printed train timetables, to enable London-based graduates to travel to Cambridge to vote against the proposition. The university did not allow women full membership until 1948.

in fact, as a woman, I have no country

democratizing energy.

She rode a bicycle. It was unwomanly, then, to ride a bicycle. There were so many things, in those days, that were unwomanly to do. It must have been quite difficult to be a woman, and remain so day after day.

But, though I crave for work, I still like to be fair.  I do not ask for more than my proper share.

W]hen a man is much above the average size and strength, we cut one of his legs or arms off, so as to make things more equal; we lop him down a bit, as it were. Nature, you see, is somewhat behind the times; but we do what we can to put her straight.

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Life tastes much the same, whether we quaff it from a golden goblet or drink it out of a stone mug. The hours come laden with the same mixture of joy and sorrow, no matter where we wait for them.

As there is no equality between man and woman, so there can be no respect. She is a different being. He must either look up to her as superior to himself, or down upon her as inferior. When a man does the former he is more or less in love, and love to John Ingerfield is an unknown emotion. Her beauty, her charm, her social tact — even while he makes use of them for his own purposes, he despises as the weapons of a weak nature.

It could be done with a little good will all round," he continued, "and nine men out of every ten would be the better off. But they won't even let you explain. Their newspapers shout you down. It's such a damned fine world for the few: never mind the many.

they believe the "Negro race" is less evolved than Caucasians, and less worthy as humans. The existence of Pygmies, evolutionists felt, made a lie of the Genesis teaching that all men are brothers, all descendants of Adam and Eve. What further proof did they need than a living, breathing, evolutionary link who was clearly not the equal of white men but was more than just a monkey?

The only allowable relationship between us is that of a servant. I am free to serve you. I am not free to "boss" you. This

every mind is at least as heavy as mine

this story offers far more than a simple moral of how the meek can trump the mighty.

Maniac kept trying, but he still couldn't see it, this color business. He didn't figure he was white any more than the East Enders were black. He looked himself over pretty hard and came up with at least seven different shades and colors right on his own skin, not one of them being what he would call white (except for his eyeballs, which weren't any whiter than the eyeballs of the kids in the East End).

Beneath every goober is a kid. A person. Maybe he's not what you would call 'regular.' But so what? Is that a bad thing?

If it was true that women and children might become communal property, then every child would have many fathers and mothers, innumerable brothers and sisters. It seemed to be too much to hope for. To belong to everyone!

It was under his leadership, said Gavrila, that the Red Army was defeating the Germans and bringing to the liberated peoples a new way of life which made all equal. There would be no rich and poor, no exploiters and no exploited, no persecution of the dark by the fair, no people doomed to gas chambers.

They're all blackface caricatures.

Hell, it took only your first day in a Montana flop or standing over your mother's unmarked grave to know that equal was the one thing all men were not. A few lived like kings, and the rest hugged the dirt until it cracked open and took them home.

With all due respect, sir," she said, "I do not believe justice will ever be truly possible, economic or otherwise, for any human being, until we have once and for all emancipated the vagina.