"I prefer women with a past. They're always so demmed amusing to talk to."
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Lady Windermere's Fan
by
Oscar Wilde
"Women are but the toys which amuse our lighter hours---ambition is the serious business of life."
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Ivanhoe
by
Sir Walter Scott
It would presently be his task to take the bandage from this young woman's eyes, and bid her look forth on the world. But how many generations of the women who had gone to her making had descended bandaged to the family vault? He shivered a little, remembering some of the new ideas in his scientific books, and the much-cited instance of the Kentucky cave-fish, which had ceased to develop eyes because they had no use for them.
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The Age of Innocence
by
Edith Wharton
"I should like to know what is the proper function of women, if it is not to make reasons for husbands to stay at home, and still stronger reasons for bachelors to go out."
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The Mill on the Floss
by
George Eliot
She knew how to allure by denying, and to make the gift rich by delaying it.
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Phineas Finn
by
Anthony Trollope
"Women upset everything. When you let them into your life, you find that the woman is driving at one thing and you're driving at another."
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Pygmalion
by
George Bernard Shaw
"I would not tell them too much," said Holmes. "Women are never to be entirely trusted,--not the best of them."
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The Sign of The Four
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
To his pure and knightly soul not Edith alone, but every woman, sat high and aloof, enthroned and exalted, with a thousand mystic excellencies and virtues which raised her far above the rude world of man. There was joy in contact with them; and yet there was fear, fear lest his own unworthiness, his untrained tongue or rougher ways should in some way break rudely upon this delicate and tender thing.
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Sir Nigel
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"I am sure that if the mothers of various nations could meet, there would be no more wars."
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Howards End
by
E. M. Forster
She was of the stuff of which great men's mothers are made. She was indispensable to high generation, hated at tea parties, feared in shops, and loved at crises.
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Far From The Madding Crowd
by
Thomas Hardy