It Is By Women That

If It Is Abuse, - Why One Is Always Sure To Hear Of It From One Damned Goodnatured Friend Or Another!

The Number Of Those Who Undergo The Fatigue Of Judging For Themselves Is Very Small Indeed.

A Tale Of Scandal Is As Fatal To The Credit Of A Prudent Lady As A Fever Is Generally To Those Of The Strongest Constitutions. But There Is A Sort Of Puny, Sickly Reputation, That Is Always Ailing, Yet Will Wither The Robuster Characters Of A Hundred Prudes.

I Hate To See Prudence Clinging To The Green Suckers Of Youth; 'tis Like Ivy Round A Sapling, And Spoils The Growth Of The Tree.

Justice-august And Pure, The Abstract Idea Of All That Would Be Perfect In The Spirits And The Inspirations Of Men!-where The Mind Rises; Where The Heart Expands; Where The Countenance Is Ever Placid And Benign; Where Her Favorite Attitude Is To Stoop To The Unfortunate; To Hear Their Cry And To Help Them; To Rescue And Relieve; To Succor And Save; Majestic, From Its Mercy; Venerable, From Its Lutility; Uplifted, Without Pride; Firm Without Obduracy; Beneficent In Each Preference; Lovely, Though In Her Frown!