Mary Wollstonecraft

Virtue can only flourish among equals.

The divine right of husbands, like the divine right of kings, may, it is hoped, in this enlightened age, be contested without danger.

Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable - and life is more than a dream.

I'm Bam Margera. And I feel like kicking my dad's butt all day today.

It is hardly surprising that women concentrate on the way they look instead of what is in their minds since not much has been put in their minds to begin with.