In my conscience I believe the baggage loves me, for she never speaks well of me herself, nor suffers any body else to rail at me.
Herself
In order to be rated as good as a good man in the field of her earnings, she must show herself better than he. She must be more steady, or more trustworthy, or more skilled, or more cheap in order to have the same chance of employment.
It is madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because by herself she is nothing and is ruled by prudence.
Virtue knows that it is impossible to get on without compromise, and tunes herself, as it were, a trifle sharp to allow for an inevitable fall in playing.
She likes herself, yet others hates, For that which in herself she prizes; And while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.
No woman can call herself free who does not own and control her body. No woman can call herself free until she can choose consciously whether she will or will not be a mother.
Yet if a woman never lets herself go, how will she ever know how far she might have got? If she never takes off her high-heeled shoes, how will she ever know how far she could walk or how fast she could run?
If a woman possesses manly virtues one should run away from her; and if she does not possess them she runs away from herself.
For glory gives herself only to those who have always dreamed of her.
When I play with my cat, who knows whether she is not amusing herself with me more than I with her.