Status Updates From Letters Written During a Sh...

Never was a southern sky more beautiful, nor more soft its gales.  Indeed, I am led to conclude that the sweetest summer in the world is the northern one, the vegetation being quick and luxuriant the moment the earth is loosened from its icy fetters and the bound streams regain their wonted activity.

This woman is so, impossibly, and unbelievably intelligent!

“Surely something resides in this heart that is not perishable, and life is more than a dream.”

Oh Mary.

Believe it or not, this is actually the first time I’ve read something from Mary Wollstonecraft, mother (quite literally) of Mary Shelley!

Note to self: must read A Vindication of the Rights of Women! 😅