Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.
The being cannot be termed rational or virtuous, who obeys any authority, but that of reason.
Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable - and life is more than a dream.
I love my man as my fellow; but his scepter, real, or usurped, extends not to me, unless the reason of an individual demands my homage; and even then the submission is to reason, and not to man.
It is time to effect a revolution in female manners - time to restore to them their lost dignity. It is time to separate unchangeable morals from local manners.
Men and women must be educated, in a great degree, by the opinions and manners of the society they live in.
