Virtue flies from a house divided against itself—and a whole legion of devils take up their residence there.
MARY WOLLSTONECRAFTVirtue flies from a house divided against itself—and a whole legion of devils take up their residence there.
More Mary Wollstonecraft Quotes
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No man chooses evil because it is evil; he just mistakes it for happiness, the good he seeks.
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All the sacred rights of humanity are violated by insisting on blind obedience.
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She 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.
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It is not necessary for me always to premise, that I speak of the condition of the whole sex, leaving exceptions out of the question.
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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.
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Still the men stand up for the dignity of man, by oppressing the women.
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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.
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Thus do we wish as we float down the stream of life, whilst chance does more to gratify our desire for knowledge than our best-laid plans.
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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 do not wish them women to have power over men; but over themselves.
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I like to use significant words.
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She would stand and behold the waves rolling, and think of the voice that could still the tumultuous deep.
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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.
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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.
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True sensibility, the sensibility which is the auxiliary of virtue, and the soul of genius, is in society so occupied with the feelings of others, as scarcely to regard its own sensations.
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