"Men and women, husbands and wives, quarrel horribly, Shirley."
"Poor things! Poor, fallen, degenerate things! God made them for another lot, for other feelings."
"But are we men's equals, or are we not?"
"Nothing ever charms me more than when I meet my superior--one who makes me sincerely feel that he is my superior."
"Did you ever meet him?"

"Husbands and wives quarrel horribly, Shirley. But are we men's equals, or are we not?"
"Nothing ever charms me more than when I meet my superior - one who makes me sincerely feel that he is my superior. 