... there is nothing more irritating to a feminist than the average "Woman's Page" of a newspaper, with its out-dated assumption t...hat all women have a common trade interest in the household arts, and a common leisure interest in clothes and the doings of "high society." Women's interests to-day are as wide as the world.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
There's a cool web of language winds us in, Retreat from too much joy or too much fear:... We grow sea-green at last and coldly die In brininess and volubility.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Thrice happy book! thou wilt have one page, at least, within thy covers, which MALICE will not blacken, and which IGNORANCE cannot... misrepresent.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
My criticisms are always simple; they are limited to one word:MOmit! Every syllable that can be struck out is pure profit, and eve...ry page that can be economised is a five-per-cent dividend. Nature rebels against this rule; the flesh is weak, and shrinks from the scissors; I groan in retrospect over the weak words and useless pages I have written; but the law is sound, and every book written without a superfluous page or word is a masterpiece. All the same, no one cares to apply so stern a law to another person. One has right to be severe only with oneself.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In Woolstonecraft's page, BRIDGET BEARWELL was skill'd... And her fancy with novel inventions was fill'd But Bridget improv'd on Miss Wool- stonecraft's plan, And projected some small revolution in man. "Tis plain," she exclaim'd, "that the sexes should share, In each other's employments, amusements and care. I'm taught in man's duties and honors to join, And, therefore, let man be partaker of mine: Since to share with my husband in logic I'm fit In classical lore, mathematics, and wit; In return, he shall yield the pot, kettle, and ladle, And unite in the charge of the kitchen and cradle."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
History, real solemn history, I cannot be interested in.... I read it a little as a duty; but it tells me nothing that does not ei...ther vex or weary me. The quarrels of popes and kings, with wars and pestilences in every page; the men all so good for nothing, and hardly any women at all.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am a dreamer of words, of written words. I think I am reading; a word stops me. I leave the page. The syllables of the word begi...n to move around. Stressed accents begin to invert. The word abandons its meaning like an overload which is too heavy and prevents dreaming. Then words take on other meanings as if they had the right to be young. And the words wander away, looking in the nooks and crannies of vocabulary for new company, bad company.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A word is a bud attempting to become a twig. How can one not dream while writing? It is the pen which dreams. The blank page gives... the right to dream.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »