Quotes About Equality

Even if you are eighty years old, or a lesbian, or a strident feminist, or a nun, or an eighty-year-old strident feminist lesbian nun who has never been married and never intends to get married, the politest possible answer is still:Not yet.

Everyone should leave the table feeling as if they've gotten a bad deal," my father once taught me joylessly. "This way, you may rest assured that nobody was taken for a ride, and that nobody can get too far ahead.

Rest assured, dear friend, that many noteworthy and great sciences and arts have been discovered through the understanding and subtlety of women, both in cognitive speculation, demonstrated in writing, and in the arts, manifested in manual works of labor. I will give you plenty of examples. Christine de Pizan, The Book of the City of Ladies 1405

Good morning, Mr. Herbert!" I would say. "The point is debatable," he might respond. Or, on another day: "Good morning, Mr. Herbert!" "I will half allow it." Or: "Good morning, Mr. Herbert!" "I fail to see your argument." Or: "Good morning, Mr. Herbert!" "I find myself unequal to the occasion." Or, my favorite ever: "Good morning, Mr. Herbert!" "Oh, you're a satirist now, are you?

women all seemed to be living in constant service to their husbands. (They either served their men happily or with resentment—but they all served.)

Even if you are eighty years old, or a lesbian, or a strident feminist, or a nun, or an eighty-year-old strident feminist lesbian nun who has never been married and never intends to get married, the politest possible answer is still: "Not yet.

I have nothing against any of these terms. I feel they are all equal because they are all equally adequate and inadequate descriptions of the indescribable.

All men and all women are mostly the same, most of the time," she clarified. "Everybody knows that this is true." The other Hmong ladies all nodded in agreement.

The guardians of high culture will try to convince you that the arts belong only to a chosen few, but they are wrong and they are also annoying

Never take anything for granted & treat others the way you want to be treated

We each have our belssings and our curses. In the end it makes us equals.

You're as good as any other living soul on this earth. Whether other people know that or not doesn't really matter as long as you do.

His hand stilled on her hair and he said, very carefully and calmly, "There is never any excuse for a man to hit a woman—any woman—let alone one he professes to love." She was quiet a moment, just basking in his gentle strength.

In England you learn only to compete with your men in the world and it's not enough to be loved for yourselves because you are women. I shall try to learn of you, but you must try to learn from me, convenido?

I wish I could make a better job of my clothes. My mother taught me about weather and tides, she taught me eight languages and how to make various medicines, but she never thought to teach me to spin and weave and sew, because I was a boy. It seems silly now.

It's a shame for a woman's history to be all about men-first boys, then other boys, then men, men, men. It reminds me of the way our school history textbooks were all about wars and elections, one war after another, with the dull periods of peace skimmed over when they happened.

The world wold have been different - and better - if women had had an equal say in the development of literature, medicine, chemistry, physics, peace and economics. Better, not because women are better, but because they are more than half of humanity, representing more than half of what it means to be human.

Each life deserves its own measure of respect; they are not kindling wood, to be bundled together.

my nature does not lend itself to the meekness required of a wife in our society. I could not endure a man who would let himself be ruled by me, and I would not endure a man who tried to rule me.

Emerson is a remarkable person, considering that he is a man. Which is not saying a great deal.

I was glad Emerson was with me, and even happier that he had not suggested I remain behind. In this, as in all our adventures, we were equal partners. Few men could have accepted that arrangement. Emerson is a remarkable man. But then, if he had not been a remarkable man, I would not have married him.

When, oh when will justice and reason prevail, and Woman descend from the pedestal on which Man has placed her (in order to prevent her from doing anything except standing perfectly still) and take her rightful place beside him?

We should call it a draw. You tried to shoot me, I tried to poison you. As I said before Peabody, we are well matched.

the wrongs of my oppressed sisters must always waken a flame of indignation in my bosom.