My dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest pleasure when free.
A king is always a king - and a woman always a woman: his authority and her sex ever stand between them and rational converse.
If the abstract rights of man will bear discussion and explanation, those of women, by a parity of reasoning, will not shrink from the same test: though a different opinion prevails in this country.
Life is obstinate and clings closest where it is most hated.
Elegance is inferior to virtue.
The agony of my feelings allowed me no respite; no incident occurred from which my rage and misery could not extract its food.