Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
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Oh, woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
What an inviting hell invented.

When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has read more

When I say, "I love you," it's not because I want you or because I can't have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I've seen your kindness and your strength. I've seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. You're a hell of a woman.

Oh, the shrewdness of their shrewdness when they are shrewd,
And the rudeness of their rudeness when they're rude;
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Oh, the shrewdness of their shrewdness when they are shrewd,
And the rudeness of their rudeness when they're rude;
But the shrewdness of their shrewdness and the rudeness of their
rudeness,
Are as nothing to their goodness when they're good.

I am a woman in process. I'm just trying like everybody else. I try to take every conflict, every experience, read more

I am a woman in process. I'm just trying like everybody else. I try to take every conflict, every experience, and learn from it. Life is never dull.

I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it.

I don't mind living in a man's world, as long as I can be a woman in it.

A woman is like a tea bag, you can not tell how strong she is until you put her in read more

A woman is like a tea bag, you can not tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water

Oh, the gladness of their gladness when they're glad,
And the sadness of their sadness when they're sad;
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Oh, the gladness of their gladness when they're glad,
And the sadness of their sadness when they're sad;
But the gladness of their gladness, and the sadness of their
sadness,
Are as nothing to their badness when they're bad.

"And now, Madam," I addressed her, "we shall try who shall get the
breeches."

"And now, Madam," I addressed her, "we shall try who shall get the
breeches."

Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.

Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.