The only thing the women were after was just the chance to help the world on. But some men were so dreadfully afraid of them that they refused to understand, and talked about 'shrieking sisterhoods' and 'disappointed spinsters' and rubbish of that sort.

Grass is growing on the Front Bench.

It is hopeless trying to go forward when you are looking backward.

I am sure that you will never end war with wars.

The main dangers in this life are the people who want to change everything... or nothing.

My vigour, vitality, and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from.

I married beneath me. All women do.