Nature is in earnest when she makes a woman.

Who is't can read a woman?

... one can judge a civilization by the way its treats its women.

The whisper of a beautiful woman can be heard farther than the loudest call of duty.

Women are God's special creation-beautiful and foolish. Beautiful so that men would love them; foolish so that they would love men.

Not she with trait'rous kiss her Savior stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.

One is not born a woman, one becomes one.

Miss, n. A title which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market.

Next to God we are indebted to women, first for life itself, and then for making it worth having.

... it wasn't a woman who betrayed Jesus with a kiss.