They are the men of fancy, the favourites of the sex, who outwardly respect, and inwardly despise the weak creatures whom they thus sport with.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTSurely something resides in this heart that is not perishable – and life is more than a dream.
More Mary Wollstonecraft Quotes
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Still the men stand up for the dignity of man, by oppressing the women.
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Virtue flies from a house divided against itself—and a whole legion of devils take up their residence there.
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In short, women, in general, as well as the rich of both sexes, have acquired all the follies and vices of civilization, and missed the useful fruit.
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It is vain to expect virtue from women till they are in some degree independent of men.
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Friendship is a serious affection; the most sublime of all affections, because it is founded on principle, and cemented by time.
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I do not wish them women to have power over men; but over themselves.
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All the sacred rights of humanity are violated by insisting on blind obedience.
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Taught from infancy that beauty is woman’s sculpture the mind shapes itself to the body and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
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The beginning is always today.
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The honour of the woman is not made even to depend on her will.
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Parental affection is, perhaps, the blindest modification of perverse self-love
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Rousseau exerts himself to prove that all was right originally: a crowd of authors that all is now right: and I, that all will be right.
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Either nature has made a great difference between man and man, or that the world is not yet anywhere near to being fully civilized.
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But let me now stop; I may be a little partial, and view every thing with the jaundiced eye of melancholy – for I am sad – and have cause.
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Taxes on the very necessaries of life, enable an endless tribe of idle princes and princesses to pass with stupid pomp before a gaping crowd, who almost worship the very parade which costs them so dear.
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