Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark Quotes

“England and America owe their liberty to commerce, which created a new species of power to undermine the feudal system. But let them beware of the consequences: the tyranny of wealth is still more galling and debasing than that of rank.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“Without the aid of the imagination all the pleasures of the senses must sink into grossness.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“A little patience, and all will be over.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmark

“I then supped with my companions, with whom I was soon after to part for ever - always a most melancholly, death-like idea - a sort of separation of soul; for all the regret which follows those from whom fate separates us, seems to be something torn from ourselves.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“Still the men stand up for the dignity of man, by oppressing the women.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“Nothing, in fact, can equal the beauty of the northern summer’s evening and night, if night it may be called that only wants the glare of day, the full light which frequently seems so impertinent, for I could write at midnight very well without a candle.  I contemplated all Nature at rest; the rocks, even grown darker in their appearance, looked as if they partook of the general repose, and reclined more heavily on their foundation.  “What,” I exclaimed, “is this active principle which keeps me still awake?  Why fly my thoughts abroad, when everything around me appears at home?”  My child was sleeping with equal calmness—innocent and sweet as the closing flowers.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmark

“Thus do we wish as we float down the stream of life, whilst chance does m”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“Whatever excites emotion has charms for me”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“You have sometimes wondered, my dear friend, at the extreme affection of my nature. But such is the temperature of my soul. It is not the vivacity of youth, the heyday of existence. For years have I endeavoured to calm an impetuous tide, labouring to make my feelings take an orderly course. It was striving against the stream. I must love and admire with warmth, or I sink into sadness.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters written during a short residence in Sweden, Norway and Denmark

“This spirit of inquiry is the characteristic of the present century, from which the succeeding will, I am persuaded, receive a great accumulation of knowledge; and doubtless its diffusion will in a great measure destroy the factitious national characters which have been supposed permanent, though only rendered so by the permanency of ignorance.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmark

“I gazed around with rapture, and felt more of that spontaneous pleasure which gives credibility to our expectation of happiness than I had for a long, long time before.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmark

“What, indeed, is to humanise these beings, who rest shut up, for they seldom even open their windows, smoaking, drinking brandy, and driving bargains? I have been almost stifled by these smoakers. They begin in the morning, and are rarely without their pipe till they go to bed. Nothing can be more disgusting than the rooms and men towards the evening: breath, teeth, clothes, and furniture, all are spoilt. It is well that the women are not very delicate, or they would only love their husbands because they were their husbands. Perhaps, you may add, that the remark need not be confined to so small a part of the world; and, entre nous, I am of the same opinion. You must not term this inuendo saucy, for it does not come home.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written in Sweden, Norway and Denmark

“without hope, what is to sustain life, but the fear of annihilation—the only thing of which I have ever felt a dread—I cannot bear to think of being no more—of losing myself—though existence is often but a painful consciousness of misery; nay, it appears to me impossible that I should cease to exist, or that this active, restless spirit, equally alive to joy and sorrow, should only be organized dust—ready to fly abroad the moment the spring snaps, or the spark goes out, which kept it together. Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable—and”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written in Sweden, Norway and Denmark

“I walked on, still delighted with the rude beauties of the scene; for the sublime often gave place imperceptibly to the beautiful, dilating the emotions which were painfully concentrated.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters Written During A Short Residence In Sweden, Norway And Denmark

“I cannot bear to think of being no more—of losing myself—though existence is often but a painful consciousness of misery; nay, it appears to me impossible that I should cease to exist, or that this active, restless spirit, equally alive to joy and sorrow, should only be organised dust—ready to fly abroad the moment the spring snaps, or the spark goes out which kept it together. Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable, and life is more than a dream.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, Letters on Sweden, Norway, and Denmark