But woman's grief is like a summer storm,
Short as it violent is.

But woman's grief is like a summer storm,
Short as it violent is.

Woman was taken out of man; not out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to read more

Woman was taken out of man; not out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to be trampled underfoot; but out of his side to be equal to him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved

"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."

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

On one she smiles, and he was blest;
She smiles elsewhere--we make a din!
But 'twas not read more

On one she smiles, and he was blest;
She smiles elsewhere--we make a din!
But 'twas not love which heaved her breast,
Fair child!--it was the bliss within.

The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.

The happiest women, like the happiest nations, have no history.

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.

It is a thing very displeasing to me when the hen speaks and the
cock is silent.
[Fr., read more

It is a thing very displeasing to me when the hen speaks and the
cock is silent.
[Fr., C'est chose qui moult me deplaist,
Quand poule parle et coq se taist.]

You forget too much
That every creature, female as the male,
Stands single in responsible act and read more

You forget too much
That every creature, female as the male,
Stands single in responsible act and thought
As also in birth and death.