It defeats its own ends by brutalising the intellect itself.

And the worst enemies of women are women.

I swear, if I were a woman, I'd rather do without an education than get it at that price.

Or I'd educate myself.

After all, that's the way of the fittest--the one in a thousand." "Do you not approve of educated women then ?" Miss Quincey was quite shaken by this cataclysmal outbreak, this overturning and shattering of the old beacons and landmarks.
He stared into the distance.
"Oh yes, I approve of them when they are really educated--not when they are like that.