I gazed around with rapture, and felt more of that spontaneous pleasure which gives credibility to our expectation of happiness than I had for a long, long time before.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTI gazed around with rapture, and felt more of that spontaneous pleasure which gives credibility to our expectation of happiness than I had for a long, long time before.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe greater number of people take their opinions on trust, to avoid the trouble of exercising their own minds, and these indolent beings naturally adhere to the letter, rather than the spirit of a law, divine or human.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTNature in everything demands respect, and those who violate her laws seldom violate them with impunity.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTTaxes 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.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTLike the flowers that are planted in too rich a soil, strength and usefulness are sacrificed to beauty.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe honour of the woman is not made even to depend on her will.
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 WOLLSTONECRAFTHow can a rational being be ennobled by any thing that is not obtained by its own exertions?
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThe education of women has of late been more attended to than formerly; yet they are still reckoned a frivolous sex, and ridiculed or pitied by the writers who endavour by satire or instruction to improve them.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTIt appears necessary to go back to first principles in search of the most simple truths, and to dispute with some prevailing prejudice every inch of ground.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTVirtue flies from a house divided against itself—and a whole legion of devils take up their residence there.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTBut 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.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTMy dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed – my dearest pleasure when free.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTThey may be convenient slaves, but slavery will have its constant effect, degrading the master and the abject dependent.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTIt is not necessary for me always to premise, that I speak of the condition of the whole sex, leaving exceptions out of the question.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTIndependence I have long considered as the grand blessing of life, the basis of every virtue; and independence I will ever secure by contracting my wants, though I were to live on a barren heath.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT