It Is A Vulgar Error That Love,

We Doubt Not The Destiny Of Our Country That She Is To Accomplish Great Things For Human Nature, And Be The Mother Of A Nobler Race Than The World Has Yet Known. But She Has Been So False To The Scheme Made Out At Her Nativity, That It Is Now Hard To Say Which Way That Destiny Points.

Nature Provides Exceptions To Every Rule.

I Have Urged On Woman Independence Of Man, Not That I Do Not Think The Sexes Mutually Needed By One Another, But Because In Woman This Fact Has Led To An Excessive Devotion, Which Has Cooled Love, Degraded Marriage And Prevented It Her Sex From Being What It Should Be To Itself Or The Other. I Wish Woman To Live, First For God's Sake. Then She Will Not Take What Is Not Fit For Her From A Sense Of Weakness And Poverty. Then If She Finds What She Needs In Man Embodied, She Will Know How To Love And Be Worthy Of Being Loved.

What I Mean By The Muse Is That Unimpeded Clearness Of The Intuitive Powers, Which A Perfectly Truthful Adherence To Every Admonition Of The Higher Instincts Would Bring To A Finely Organized Human Being. It May Appear As Prophesy Or As Poesy...should These Faculties Have Free Play, I Believe They Will Open Up New, Deeper And Purer Sources Of Joyous Inspiration Than Have As Yet Refreshed The Earth.

If Anything Can Be Invented More Excruciating Than An English Opera, Such As Was The Fashion At The Time I Was In London, I Am Sure No Sin Of Mine Deserves The Punishment Of Bearing It.