“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.”

Errors are often useful; but it is commonly to remedy other errors.

Thus do we wish as we float down the stream of life, whilst chance does.

The 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.

Considering the length of time that women have been dependent, is it surprising that some of them hug their chains, and fawn like the spaniel?

A little patience, and all will be over.

It is justice, not charity, that is wanting in the world!

Nature in everything demands respect, and those who violate her laws seldom violate them with impunity.

The being who patiently endures injustice, and silently bears insults, will soon become unjust, or unable to discern right from wrong.

All the sacred rights of humanity are violated by insisting on blind obedience.

I wish to show that elegance is inferior to virtue, that the first object of laudable ambition is to obtain a character as a human being, regardless of the distinction of sex.

Friendship and domestic happiness are continually praised; yet how little is there of either in the world, because it requires more cultivation of mind to keep awake affection, even in our own hearts, than the common run of people suppose.

Men and women must be educated, in a great degree, by the opinions and manners of the society they live in.

A man, when he undertakes a journey, has, in general the end in view; a woman thinks more of the incidental occurrences, the strange things that may possibly occur on the road.

Those who are bold enough to advance before the age they live in, must learn to brave censure.

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.

Strengthen the female mind by enlarging it, and there will be an end to blind obedience.

And as I walk round the park I always think, ‘Maybe round the corner I am going to find something beautiful.’ I always think positively. It is very rare that you find me in a mood that is sad or melancholic.

O, with what freshness, what solemnity and beauty, is each new day born; as if to say to insensate man, “Behold! thou hast one more chance! Strive for immortal glory!

Love is very beautiful, but very, very sad.

Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?

You have to find what’s good and true and beautiful in your life as it is now. Looking back makes you competitive. And, age is not a competitive issue.

All I have going is my looks. When my beauty goes, I’m through.

As far as beauty is concerned, in order to be confident we must accept that the way we look and feel is our own responsibility.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.