American Women: How they mortify the flesh in order to make it appetizing! Their beauty is a vast industry, their enduring allure a discipline which nuns or athletes might find excessive.

Let man fear woman when she loves: then she makes any sacrifice, and everything else seems without value to her.

Where neither love nor hatred is in the game, a woman's game is mediocre.

Woman was God's second mistake.

Women themselves always still have in the background of all personal vanity an impersonal contempt for "woman."

Every woman thinks herself attractive; even the plainest is satisfied with the charms she deems that she possesses.

Many women long for what eludes them, and like not what is offered them.

What one beholds of a woman is the least part of her.

Women's words are as light as the doomed leaves whirling in autumn, Easily swept by the wind, easily drowned by the wave.

Women who write with an overriding consciousness that they write as women are engaged not in aspiration toward writing, but chiefly in a politics of sex.