It would be an endless task to trace the variety of meannesses, cares, and sorrows into which women are plunged by the prevailing opinion that they were created rather to feel than reason.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyI saw and heard of none like me. Was I then a monster, a blot upon the earth, from which all men fled, and whom all men disowned?
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyNothing is more painful to the human mind than, after the feelings have been worked up by a quick succession of events, the dead calmness of inaction and certainty which follows and deprives the soul both of hope and fear.
Mary Wollstonecraft ShelleyLife and death appeared to me ideal bounds, which I should first break through, and pour a torrent of light into our dark world.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley