Women have invented nothing in all that, except the men who were born as male babies and grew up to be men big enough to be killed fighting.

By jove, no wonder women don't love war nor understand it, nor can operate in it as a rule; it takes a man to suffer what other men have invented . . .

The older women were Sunbeams and I guess we were Cherubs or Lambs, but our mothers were Nightingales.

By jove, no wonder women don't love war nor understand it, nor can operate in it as a rule; it takes a man to suffer what other men have invented . . .

There are thousands and thousands of people on the other side of the border, not being fed, babies are being born, people are becoming sick,

She felt about a love set as a painter does about his masterpiece; each ace serve was a form of brushwork to her, and her fantastically accurate shot-placing was certainly a study in composition.