... An Inaccurate Use Of Words Produces

I've A Great Fancy To See My Own Funeral Afore I Die.

What A Misfortune It Isto Be Bornawoman!? Why Seek For Knowledge, Which Can Prove Only That Our Wretchedness Is Irremediable? If A Ray Of Light Break In Upon Us, It Is But To Make Darkness More Visible; To Show Usthenew Limits, The Gothic Structure, Theimpenetrable Barriers Of Our Prison.

Artificial Manners Vanish The Moment The Natural Passions Are Touched.

Books Only Spoil The Originality Of Genius. Very Well For Those Who Can't Think For Themselves - But When One Has Made Up One's Opinions, There Is No Use In Reading.

It Sometimes Requires Courage To Fly From Danger.