In the true sense one's native land, with its background of tradition, early impressions, reminiscences and other things dear to one, is not enough to make sensitive human beings feel at home.

Direct action is the logical, consistent method of Anarchism.

The State is the altar of political freedom and, like the religious altar, it is maintained for the purpose of human sacrifice.

The motto should not be: Forgive one another; rather understand one another.

Free love? as if love is anything but free. Man has bought brains, but all the millions in the world have failed to buy love.

When we can't dream any longer we die.

If voting changed anything, they'd make it illegal.

Woman, essentially a purist, is naturally bigoted and relentless in her effort to make others as good as she thinks they ought to be.

Merely external emancipation has made of the modern woman an artificial being. Now, woman is confronted with the necessity of emancipating herself from emancipation, if she really desires to be free.

The political arena leaves one no alternative, one must either be a dunce or a rogue.

Idealists foolish enough to throw caution to the winds have advanced mankind and have enriched the world.

No great idea in its beginning can ever be within the law. How can it be within the law? The law is stationary. The law is fixed. The law is a chariot wheel which binds us all regardless of conditions or place or time.

It is essential that we realize once and for all that man is much more of a sex creature than a moral creature. The former is inherent, the other is grafted on.

Anarchism is the great liberator of man from the phantoms that have held him captive; it is the arbiter and pacifier of the two forces for individual and social harmony.

Someone has said that it requires less mental effort to condemn than to think.

Only when human sorrows are turned into a toy with glaring colors will baby people become interested - for a while at least. The people are a very fickle baby that must have new toys every day.

If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution.

On rare occasions one does hear of a miraculous case of a married couple falling in love after marriage, but on close examination it will be found that it is a mere adjustment to the inevitable.

No one has yet realized the wealth of sympathy, the kindness and generosity hidden in the soul of a child. The effort of every true education should be to unlock that treasure.

The individual whose vision encompasses the whole world often feels nowhere so hedged in and out of touch with his surroundings as in his native land.

Every daring attempt to make a great change in existing conditions, every lofty vision of new possibilities for the human race, has been labeled Utopian.

Idealists are foolish enough to throw caution to the winds. They have advanced mankind and have enriched the world.

To the moralist prostitution does not consist so much in the fact that the woman sells her body, but rather that she sells it out of wedlock.

Women need not always keep their mouths shut and their wombs open.

To the indefinite, uncertain mind of the American radical the most contradictory ideas and methods are possible. The result is a sad chaos in the radical movement, a sort of intellectual hash, which has neither taste nor character.

The most unpardonable sin in society is independence of thought.

Since every effort in our educational life seems to be directed toward making of the child a being foreign to itself, it must of necessity produce individuals foreign to one another, and in everlasting antagonism with each other.

Before we can forgive one another, we have to understand one another.

The demand for equal rights in every vocation of life is just and fair; but, after all, the most vital right is the right to love and be loved.

In the true sense one's native land, with its background of tradition, early impressions, reminiscences and other things dear to one, is not enough to make sensitive human beings feel at home.

Prostitution, although hounded, imprisoned, and chained, is nevertheless the greatest triumph of Puritanism.

Politics is the reflex of the business and industrial world.

The most violent element in society is ignorance.

If love does not know how to give and take without restrictions, it is not love, but a transaction that never fails to lay stress on a plus and a minus.

I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.

All claims of education notwithstanding, the pupil will accept only that which his mind craves.

Puritanism, in whatever expression, is a poisonous germ. On the surface everything may look strong and vigorous; yet the poison works its way persistently, until the entire fabric is doomed.

The ultimate end of all revolutionary social change is to establish the sanctity of human life, the dignity of man, the right of every human being to liberty and well-being.

Crime is naught but misdirected energy.

One cannot be too extreme in dealing with social ills; the extreme thing is generally the true thing.

Heaven must be an awfully dull place if the poor in spirit live there.

There is no hope even that woman, with her right to vote, will ever purify politics.

The higher mental development of woman, the less possible it is for her to meet a congenial male who will see in her, not only sex, but also the human being, the friend, the comrade and strong individuality, who cannot and ought not lose a single trait of her character.

The history of progress is written in the blood of men and women who have dared to espouse an unpopular cause, as, for instance, the black man's right to his body, or woman's right to her soul.

No real social change has ever been brought about without a revolution... revolution is but thought carried into action.

Morality and its victim, the mother - what a terrible picture! Is there indeed anything more terrible, more criminal, than our glorified sacred function of motherhood?

Life without an ideal is spiritual death.

Those who sit in a glass house do wrong to throw stones about them besides the American glass house is rather thin it will break easily and the interior is anything but a gainly sight.

What a strange development of patriotism that turns a thinking being into a loyal machine