Woman (n.) is a delightful instrument of pleasure, but it is necessary to know its trembling strings, to study the position of them, the timid keyboard, the fingering so changeful and capricious which befits it.
Woman (n.) is as she is. She necessarily has the defects of her virtues.
Woman (n.) is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.
Woman (n.) is ever the dupe or the victim of her extreme sensitiveness.
Woman (n.) is no longer woman when she is a woman of fashion she is neither mother, nor wife, nor lover she is, medically speaking, sex on the brain.
Woman (n.) is stronger by virtue of her feelings than man by virtue of his power.
Woman (n.) is such that society is to have created woman where nature had made only a female... to have created a continuity of desire where nature thought only of perpetuating the species... and, in fine, to have invented love.
Woman (n.) is tenacious, and all of them should be tenacious of respect... without esteem women cannot exist... esteem is the first demand that they make of love.
Woman's (n.) life text is, in short, to feel, to love, to suffer, to devote herself.
Woman (n.) is a most charming creature, who changes her heart as easily as she does her gloves.
A Woman (n.) is a creature between man and angels.