Parental affection is, perhaps, the blindest modification of perverse self-love
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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It is far better to be often deceived than never to trust; to be disappointed in love, than never to love.
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Not on the score of modesty, but decency; for the care which some modest women take, making at the same time a display of that care, not to let their legs be seen, is as childish as immodest.
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Pope’s summary of their character to be just, that every woman is at heart a rake.
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Taught from their infancy that beauty is woman’s sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
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The honour of the woman is not made even to depend on her will.
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I like to use significant words.
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How can a rational being be ennobled by any thing that is not obtained by its own exertions?
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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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We must all be in love once in our lives.
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Only that education deserves emphatically to be termed cultivation of the mind which teaches young people how to begin to think.
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And if then women do not resign the arbitrary power of beauty—they will prove that they have less mind than man.
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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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Errors are often useful; but it is commonly to remedy other errors.
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How much more respectable is the woman who earns her own bread by fulfilling any duty, than the most accomplished beauty!
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I shall not waste my time in rounding periods, nor in fabricating the turgid bombast of artificial feelings, which, coming from the head, never reach the heart.
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