As a woman, I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods.
Obviously the connection between dress and war is not far to seek; your finest clothes are those that you wear as soldiers.
If you insist upon fighting to protect me, or “our” country, let it be understood, soberly and rationally between us, that you are fighting to gratify a sex instinct which I cannot share; to procure benefits which I have not shared and probably will not share; but not to gratify my instincts, or to protect either myself or my country.
If we help an educated man’s daughter to go to Cambridge are we not forcing her to think not about education but about war?—not how she can learn, but how she can fight in order that she may win the same advantages as her brothers?