Letter

 1 Introd   |        to know what becomes of a woman whose education has consisted
 2 Introd   |  epitomises her distinction as a woman and as an author in this
 3 Introd   |        with Mme. Louise Colet, a woman of letters, whose difficult
 4 Introd   |     clerk, the vapid sentimental woman, and the charlatans of science.
 5 Introd   |          slightly drawn up,” the woman’s thumbs “bent into the
 6 Introd   |        his tail,” the web in the woman’s eyes “as if spiders had
 7 Introd   |  Salammbo, where not one foolish woman alone but thousands on thousands
 8 Introd   |          crucified lion, a dying woman, the jeering of ribald mercenaries,
 9 V        |         real guilty one was that woman whom passions have separated
10 XIX      |        saw in you only “the good woman,” but I who am an old Romantic,
11 XXI      |        Now that I am no longer a woman, if the good God was just,
12 XXXV     |       aiming too high for a mere woman. But if it could certainly
13 XL       |          you do pretend to be a “woman of wood.” Oh! no you are
14 XLIV     |        ONLY ONE SEX. A man and a woman are so entirely the same
15 XLIV     |      myself, therefore much more woman, than my daughter, who was
16 XLVII    |      there! Otherwise the WOODEN WOMAN will break down. As for
17 XLVII    |          existence is enjoyment.~Woman for us all is the highest
18 LIV      |        is not at all an ordinary woman,—desire absolutely that
19 LXV      |          charming young literary woman, Juliette Lamber. If you
20 CI       |        gives less trouble than a woman. I cannot harmonize the
21 CIII     |       false ladies. Where is the woman now? She is becoming a freak
22 CX       |         is a loyal and excellent woman, very artistic, and very
23 CXXXV    |       the episode of the Turkish woman, which they misrepresent,
24 CXXXVIII |         fingers. What a splendid woman you are and what a splendid
25 CLXXV    |          weak. There is always a woman under the skin of the old
26 CXCVIII  |        shall feel better. I am a woman, I have affections, sympathies,
27 CCXVII   |        notice it.~What kind of a woman do you want as a companion
28 CCXXXVI  | addressing myself this time TO A WOMAN FRIEND, who has written
29 CCXXXVIII|        my heart. Haven’t you any woman whom you love or by whom
30 CCXXXIX  |      right?~As for living with a woman, marrying as you advise
31 CCXLI    |    feminine sentiment.” But that woman, materially speaking, had
32 CCXLIII  |  consents to her becoming a kept woman, is a feat. Your Madame
33 CCLVIII  |     heart as jumpy as a pregnant woman; it is unfair, that condition,
34 CCLXXVI  |          called me “a hysterical woman,” a saying that I consider
35 CCLXXVI  |     sublime. What an artist that woman is! What an artist! Such
36 CCXCIV   |        the chagrin of that young woman who is as a daughter to
37 CCCII    |       striking lesson given to a woman without conscience and without
38 CCCIX    |        cup is bitter! That young woman is anemic to the last degree.
39 CCCIX    |          Freres. What a charming woman is Madame Flamarande, and
40 CCCXVI   |          time. Poor, dear, great woman! What genius and what heart!