It appears to me impossible that I should cease to exist, or that this active, restless spirit, equally alive to joy and sorrow, should only be organised dust - ready to fly abroad the moment the spring snaps, or the spark goes out, which kept it together. Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable - and life is more than a dream.
Mary WollstonecraftI think I love most people best when they are in adversity; for pity is one of my prevailing passions.
Mary WollstonecraftHow can a rational being be ennobled by any thing that is not obtained by its own exertions?
Mary WollstonecraftMen, in general, seem to employ their reason to justify prejudices...rather than to root them out.
Mary Wollstonecraft