Hope Died As I Was Led Unto

When I See The Elaborate Study And Ingenuity Displayed By Women In The Pursuit Of Trifles, I Feel No Doubt Of Their Capacity For The Most Herculean Undertakings.

In The Nature Of Things, I Must Soon Lose Sight Of This Sense Of Constant Metamorphosis Whose Limits Bound Our Human Life.

While Your Life Is The True Expression Of Your Faith, Whom Can You Fear?

Many A Woman Will Pass For Elegant In A Ballroom, Or Even At A Court Drawing Room, Whose Want Of True Breeding Would Become Evident In A Chosen Company.

When I Behold The Passion For Ornamentation, And The Corresponding Power, I Feel As If Women Had So Far Shown What They Are Bad For, Rather Than What They Are Good For.