I have been looking at the marriage service in the Prayer-book, and it seems to me very humiliating that a giver-away should be required at all. According to the ceremony as there printed, my bridegroom chooses me of his own will and pleasure; but I don’t choose him. Somebody gives me to him, like a she-ass or she-goat, or any other domestic animal.

A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.

An average woman is in this superior to an average man—that she never instigates, only responds.

Sometimes a woman's love of being loved gets the better of her conscience, and though she is agonized at the thought of treating a man cruelly, she encourages him to love her while she doesn't love him at all. Then, when she sees him suffering, her remorse sets in, and she does what she can to repair the wrong.

I have sometimes thought--that under the affectation of independent views you are as enslaved to the social code as any woman I know!

you are absolutely the most ethereal, least sensual woman I ever knew to exist without inhuman sexlessness.

Every woman who makes a permanent impression on a man is afterwards recalled to his mind's eye as she appeared in one particular scene, which seems ordained to be her special medium of manifestation throughout all the pages of his memory.