I hate old age It changes you so I could be in love with her cruelty, if only I had her near me I look on the back of life I who respect the state of marriage by refusing I like him, I like him, of course, but I want to breathe I know that your father has been hearing tales told of me I hope I am not too hungry to discriminate I did, replied Evan. 'I told a lie.' I am not ashamed I was discontented, and could not speak my discontent I never saw out of a doll-shop, and never saw there I beg of my husband, and all kind people who may have the care I can't think brisk out of my breeches I have learnt as much from light literature as from heavy I had to cross the park to give a lesson I 'm a bachelor, and a person--you're married, and an object I cannot live a life of deceit. A life of misery--not deceit I am a discordant instrument I do not readily vibrate I take off my hat, Nan, when I see a cobbler's stall I always wait for a thing to happen first I never see anything, my dear I know nothing of imagination I never knew till this morning the force of No in earnest I can pay clever gentlemen for doing Greek for me I do not see it, because I will not see it I wanted a hero I do not think Frenchmen comparable to the women of France I cannot say less, and will say no more I baint done yet I detest enthusiasm I make a point of never recommending my own house I laughed louder than was necessary I hate sleep: I hate anything that robs me of my will I don't count them against women (moods) I have and hold--you shall hunger and covet I give my self, I do not sell I'll come as straight as I can I'm for a rational Deity I'm in love with everything she wishes! I've got the habit Idea is the only vital breath Ideas in gestation are the dullest matter you can have If the world is hostile we are not to blame it If you have this creative soul, be the slave of your creature If I love you, need you care what anybody else thinks If I do not speak of payment If there's no doubt about it, how is it I have a doubt about it? If you kneel down, who will decline to put a foot on you? If we are robbed, we ask, How came we by the goods? If we are really for Nature, we are not lawless If he had valued you half a grain less, he might have won you If thou wouldst fix remembrance--thwack! If I'm struck, I strike back If only been intellectually a little flexible in his morality If we are to please you rightly, always allow us to play First Ignorance roaring behind a mask of sarcasm Imagination she has, for a source of strength in the future days Immense wealth and native obtuseness combine to disfigure us Imparting the usual chorus of yesses to his own mind Impossible for us women to comprehend love without folly in man Impossible for him to think that women thought Impudent boy's fling at superiority over the superior In Italy, a husband away, ze friend takes title In truth she sighed to feel as he did, above everybody