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    Whether our feet are compressed in iron shoes, our faces hidden with veils and masks; whether yoked with cows to draw the plow through its furrows, or classed with idiots, lunatics and criminals in the laws and constitutions of the State, the principle is the same; for the humiliations of the spirit are as real as the visible badges of servitude.
    Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815–1902)

    Whether our feet are compressed in iron shoes, our faces hidden with veils and masks; whether yoked with cows to draw the plow through its furrows, or classed with idiots, lunatics and criminals in the laws and constitutions of the State, the principle is the same; for the humiliations of the spirit are as real as the visible badges of servitude.
    Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815–1902)

    ...we never worked for white people in their homes. No, sir, not even once! That is one of the accomplishments in my life of which I am the most proud, yes, sir!
    —Annie Elizabeth Delany (b. 1891)

    The Bible and the Church have been the greatest stumbling blocks in the way of women’s emancipation.
    —Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815–1902)

    ... all the cares and anxieties, the trials and disappointments of my whole life, are light, when balanced with my sufferings in childhood and youth from the theological dogmas which I sincerely believed, and the gloom connected with everything associated with the name of religion, the church, the parsonage, the graveyard, and the solemn, tolling bell.
    —Elizabeth Cady Stanton (1815–1902)

    If a kingdom is divided against itself, that kingdom cannot stand. And if a house is divided against itself, that house will not be able to stand.
    Bible: New Testament, Mark 3:24,25.

    Farewell? a long farewell to all my greatness.
    This is the state of man; today he puts forth
    The tender leaves of hopes, tomorrow blossoms,
    And bears his blushing honors thick upon him:
    The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
    And when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
    His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
    And then he falls as I do.
    William Shakespeare (1564–1616)