No holds barred. Wollstonecraft shoots from the hip and tells it the way she sees it. I have to say, upfront, that I have a bit of a hard time with 18th century style writing. The sentences are snake-y, and long with thoughts being separated by semicolons rather than periods. By the time I've made …
The truth does not grow untrue by being delayed.
Within the merging of paper, ink, and idea, a world is born, one that comes to life within those that read it.
History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.
...but I felt free at last to know darkness as the other side of light, and that both were needed for sight.
I lament that women are systematically degraded by receiving the trivial attention, which men think it manly to pay to the sex, when, in fact, they are insultingly supporting their own superiority.
I will venture to affirm, that a girl, whose spirits have not been damped by inactivity, or innocence tainted by false shame, will always be a romp, and the doll will never excite attention unless confinement allows her no alternative. Girls and boys, in short, would play harmless together, if the distinction of sex was …