I love man as my fellow; but his scepter, real, or usurped, extends not to me, unless the reason of an individual demands my homage; and even then the submission is to reason, and not to man.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTI love man as my fellow; but his scepter, real, or usurped, extends not to me, unless the reason of an individual demands my homage; and even then the submission is to reason, and not to man.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTStrengthen the female mind by enlarging it, and there will be an end to blind obedience.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTAll power inebriates weak man; and its abuse proves that the more equality there is established among men, the more virtue and happiness will reign in society.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTErrors are often useful; but it is commonly to remedy other errors.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe honour of the woman is not made even to depend on her will.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe most holy band of society is friendship. It has been well said, by a shrewd satirist, “that rare as true love is, true friendship is still rarer.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTI have sighed when obliged to confess that either Nature has made a great difference between man and man, or that the civilization which has hitherto taken place in the world has been very partial.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThose who are bold enough to advance before the age they live in, must learn to brave censure.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTIt may be impossible to convince women that the illegitimate power which they obtain by degrading themselves is a curse.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTHow can a rational being be ennobled by any thing that is not obtained by its own exertions?
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTEither nature has made a great difference between man and man, or that the world is not yet anywhere near to being fully civilized.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTShe was created to be the toy of man, his rattle, and it must jingle in his ears whenever, dismissing reason, he chooses to be amused.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTMen of genius and talents have started out of a class, in which women have never yet been placed.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTA little patience, and all will be over.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe being who patiently endures injustice, and silently bears insults, will soon become unjust, or unable to discern right from wrong.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTIf then women are not a swarm of ephemeron triflers, why should they be kept in ignorance under the specious name of innocence?
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT