My vigour, vitality, and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from.
Nancy Astor the Viscountess AstorA woman who is not quite a fool will forgive your being but a man, if you are surely that. . .
The Ordeal of Richard FeverelGood God, what a mess of draggle-tail impulses a man is--and a woman too, I guess.
The Winter of Our Discontent