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.

It appalls me that the people who decide what Americans will be watching on the tube have never been to the United States. Not the real United States.

The splendid empire of Charles the Fifth was erected upon the grave of liberty.

I had this wild imagination. I was never me. All my childhood photos, I'm in fancy dress, playing a Russian refuge or Marvelous Mad Madam Mim.