“I should no more lay it down as a general rule that women write better letters than men, than that they sing better duets, or draw better landscapes. In every power, of which taste is the foundation, excellence is pretty fairly divided between the sexes.” Henry Tilney: Northanger Abbey
Why do we insist, as women, that we are superior to men? That we can do anything they can, and better?
Why can we not recognize that we have different functions, capabilities, and strengths?
One of the beauties of womanhood is fragility. And in that fragility, is found strength to match none.