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f9f1a88
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Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever,- One foot in sea and one on shore, To one thing constant never.
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understanding
men
happy
sadness
ladies
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William Shakespeare |
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01479a6
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Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women.
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rebellion
women
empowerment
rule-breaking
wellesley-college-commencement
good-behaviour
trouble
ladies
obedience
rules
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Nora Ephron |
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"Some night soon, I'll sneak back in here and we can eat chocolates until we vomit." "We're such refined, genteel ladies." "Please," Lysandra said, waving a manicured hand, "you and I are nothing but wild beasts wearing human skins. Don't even try to deny it."
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manners
humans
ladies
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Sarah J. Maas |
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c5c34d1
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"Fighting is better than this waiting," Brienne said. "You don't feel so helpless when you fight. You have a sword and a horse, sometimes an axe. When you're armored it's hard for anyone to hurt you." "Knights die in battle," Catelyn reminded her. Brienne looked at her with those blue and beautiful eyes. "As ladies die in childbed. No one sings songs about them."
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childbed
brienne
knights
ladies
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George R.R. Martin |
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3ddbfd0
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Septa Mordane said boar hunting was not for ladies, and Mother only promised that when she was older she might have her own hawk. She was older now, but if she had a hawk she'd it. -Arya Stark
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arya
arya-stark
boar-hunting
hawk
hawks
asoiaf
got
game-of-thrones
hunger
ladies
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George R.R. Martin |
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a73a5ed
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..he is betrayed by the cynical sparkle of her eyes, by her sophisticated look. Real ladies do not know the price of things, they like adorable follies; their eyes are like beautiful, hothouse flowers.
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sartre
ladies
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Jean-Paul Sartre |
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10b9568
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In fact, the mothers of all her girl friends impressed on their daughters the necessity of being helpless, clinging, doe-eyed creatures. Really, it took a lot of sense to cultivate and hold such a pose.
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women
upbringing
helplessness
ladies
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Margaret Mitchell |