The chief glory of a woman is not to be talked of, said Pericles, himself a much-talked-of-man.
Virginia WoolfOnce conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull, callous, and indifferent.
Virginia WoolfWho shall measure the hat and violence of the poet's heart when caught and tangled in a woman's body?
Virginia WoolfYet, she said to herself, form the dawn of time odes have been sung to love; wreaths heaped and roses; and if you asked nine people out of ten they would say they wanted nothing but this--love; while the women, judging from her own experience, would all the time be feeling, This is not what we want; there is nothing more tedious, puerile, and inhumane than this; yet it is also beautiful and necessary.
Virginia Woolf