I don't know why women want any of the things men have when one the things that women have is read more

I don't know why women want any of the things men have when one the things that women have is men.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.

It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.

If a woman possesses manly virtues one should run away from her; and if she does not possess them she read more

If a woman possesses manly virtues one should run away from her; and if she does not possess them she runs away from herself.

The more education a woman has, the wider the gap between men's and women's earnings for the same work.

The more education a woman has, the wider the gap between men's and women's earnings for the same work.

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness read more

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness of affection shed over its toils, a reflection for the individual of the loving providence which watches over Humanity. In her there is treasure enough of consoling tenderness to allay every pain. Moreover for every one of us she is the initiator of the future. The mother's first kiss teaches the child love; the first holy kiss of the woman he loves teaches man hope and faith in life; and love and faith create a desire for perfection and the power of reaching towards it step by step; create the future, in short, of which the living symbol is the child, link between us and the generations to come. Through her the Family, with its divine mystery of reproduction, points to Eternity.

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. read more

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.

I never realized until lately that women were supposed to be the inferior sex.

I never realized until lately that women were supposed to be the inferior sex.

The great question - which I have not been able to answer - is: "What does a woman want?"

The great question - which I have not been able to answer - is: "What does a woman want?"