Thought and talk drowned by a scream; nerves worried into fiddle-strings.

We had our vain illusion; we were generous in our manly way.

Open the door! Let the women come forth and breathe fresh air! Justice for wives, an open field for those who will not or cannot wed! We meant well, but it was a letting out of the waters.

There's your idle lady with the pretty face, who wants to make laws for the amusement of breaking them.

'As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman without discretion.' There's your hard-featured woman who thinks that nobody in the world but she has brains.