There is no greater misfortune for a man than to be governed by his wife: in such case he is neither himself nor his wife, he is a perfect nonentity.

There is neither subordination, nor fear in empty bellies.

There is one kind of robber whom the law does not strike at, and who steals what is most precious to men: time.

There are only two forces in the world, the sword and the spirit. In the long run the sword will always be conquered by the spirit.

It suddenly hit me one day: after we're married I'll be called Mrs T Leaf!

To men a man is but a mind. Who cares What face he carries or what form he wears? But woman's body is the woman. O, Stay thou, my sweetheart, and do never go, …

In spite of the honestest efforts to annihilate my I-ity, or merge it in what the world doubtless considers my better half, I still find myself a self-subsisti…