The question is…

The question is not now with the woman “How shall I so cramp, stunt, simplify, and nullify myself as to make me eligible to the honor of being swallowed up into some little man?” but the problem, I trow, now rests with the man as to how he can so develop his God-given powers as to reach the ideal of a generation of women who demand the noblest and grandest and best achievements of what he is should thank us for requiring of them the richest fruits which they can grow.

Black Women in Nineteenth-Century American Life: Their Words, Their Thoughts, Their Feelings by: Anna Julia Cooper


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