Quotes by Charlotte Perkins Gilman

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Charlotte Perkins Gilman is her semi-autobiographical short story "The Yellow Wallpaper" which she wrote after a severe bout of postpartum psychosis.
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Woman" in the abstract is young, and, we assume, charming. As they get older they pass off the stage, somehow, into private ownership mostly, or out of it altogether.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

Will you excuse us all,” [Jeff] said, “if we admit that we find it hard to believe? There is no such-possibility-in the rest of the world.” Have you no kind of life where [asexual reproduction] is possible?” asked Zava. “Why, yes-some low f...

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Never in all her life had she imagined that this idolized millinery could look, to those who paid for it, like the decorations of an insane monkey.

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Through it [literature] we know the past, govern the present, and influence the future.

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It is dull enough to confuse the eye in following, pronounced enough to constantly irritate and provoke study, and when you follow the lame uncertain curves for a little distance they suddenly commit suicide—plunge off at outrageous angles, destroy...

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Its time we woke up,” pursued Gerald, still inwardly urged to unfamiliar speech. “Women are pretty much people, seems to me. I know they dress like fools - but who’s to blame for that? We invent all those idiotic hats of theirs, and design thei...

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It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

He is very careful and loving, and hardly lets me stir without special direction. I have a schedule prescription for each hour in the day; he takes all care from me, and so I feel basely ungrateful not to value it more.

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John says if I don't pick up faster he shall send me to Weir Mitchell in the fall. But I don't want to go there at all. I had a friend who was in his hands once, and she says he is just like John and my brother, only more so! Besides, it is such an u...

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John says I musn't lose my strength, and has me take cod liver oil and lots of tonics and things, to say nothing of ale and wine and rare meat. Dear John! He loves me very dearly, and hates to have me sick. I tried to have a real earnest reasonable t...

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I really have discovered something at last. Through watching so much at night, when it changes so, I have finally found out. The front pattern does move - and no wonder! The woman behind shakes it! Sometimes I think there are a great many women behin...

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John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

I am glad my case is not serious! But these nervous troubles are dreadfully depressing. John does not know how much I really suffer. He knows there is no reason to suffer, and that satisfies him.

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Now why should that man have fainted? But he did,and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

As for mother Eve - I wasn't there and can't deny the story, but I will say this. If she brought evil into the world, we men have had the lion's share of keeping it going ever since.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

John dear!" said I in the gentlest voice, "the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!" That silenced him for a few moments. Then he said—very quietly indeed, "Open the door, my darling!" "I can't," said I. "The key is down by the fr...

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But I MUST say what I feel and think in some way — it is such a relief! But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.

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Exciting literature after supper is not the best digestive.

Charlotte Perkins Gilman

There is no female mind. The brain is not an organ of sex. As well speak of a female liver.

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Author Bio

  • NameCharlotte Perkins Gilman
  • DescriptionAmerican Short story and non-fiction writer, novelist, commercial artist, lecturer and social reformer
  • BornJuly 3, 1860
  • DiedAugust 17, 1935
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionPoet; Author; Novelist; Philosopher; Sociologist
  • WorksThe Yellow Wallpaper; Herland; Women And Economics
  • AwardsNational Women's Hall Of Fame