I love the storm and fear the calm.

I say this explicitly, that it is impossible for me to marry. That is the way it is for me. My temper is a mortal enemy to this horrible yoke, which I would not accept, even if I thus would become the ruler of the world.

Which crime has the female sex committed to be sentenced to the harsh necessity which consists of being locked up all life either as a prisoner or a slave? I call the nuns prisoners and the married women slaves.

I love men, not because they are men, but because they are not women

Nuns and married women are equally unhappy, if in different ways

It is necessary to try to pass one's self always; this occupation ought to last as long as life.