John says if I don’t pick up faster he shall send me to Weir Mitchell in the fall.But I don’t want to go there at all. I had a friend who was in his hands...

John laughs at me, of course, but one expects that in marriage.

Woman” in the abstract is young, and, we assume, charming. As they get older they pass off the stage, somehow, into private ownership mostly, or out of it altogether.

I am glad my case is not serious! But these nervous troubles are dreadfully depressing. John does not know how much I really suffer. He knows there is no reason to suffer, and that satisfies...

It is the same woman, I know, for she is always creeping, and most women do not creep by daylight.

Here she comes, running, out of prison and off the pedestal: chains off, crown off, halo off, just a live woman.

It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so.

How low-or how high, rather?

Death? Why all this fuss about death? Use your imagination, try to visualize a world without death! Death is the essential condition to life, not an evil.

John dear!” said I in the gentlest voice, “the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!”That silenced him for a few moments.Then he said—very quietly indeed, “Open the door, my darling!””I...

New York – that unnatural city where every one is an exile, none more so than the American

Never in all her life had she imagined that this idolized millinery could look, to those who paid for it, like the decorations of an insane monkey.

It is dull enough to confuse the eye in following, pronounced enough to constantly irritate and provoke study, and when you follow the lame uncertain curves for a little distance they suddenly commit suicide—plunge off...

As for mother Eve – I wasn’t there and can’t deny the story, but I will say this. If she brought evil into the world, we men have had the lion’s share of keeping it...

He is very careful and loving, and hardly lets me stir without special direction.I have a schedule prescription for each hour in the day; he takes all care from me, and so I feel basely...

Through it [literature] we know the past, govern the present, and influence the future.

There is no female mind. The brain is not an organ of sex. As well speak of a female liver.

But I MUST say what I feel and think in some way — it is such a relief! But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.

Women are pretty much people, seems to me. I know they dress like fools – but who’s to blame for that? We invent all those idiotic hats of theirs, and design their crazy fashions, and...

Now why should that man have fainted? But he did,and right across my path by the wall, so that I had to creep over him every time!

[The Yellow Wallpaper] was not intended to drive people crazy, but to save people from being driven crazy, and it worked.

John says I musn’t lose my strength, and has me take cod liver oil and lots of tonics and things, to say nothing of ale and wine and rare meat.Dear John! He loves me very...

I really have discovered something at last. Through watching so much at night, when it changes so, I have finally found out. The front pattern does move – and no wonder! The woman behind shakes...