I am not a servant I am a prisoner. So will you be when you grow up. The day you come of age,the gates will close around you because you are a woman. If you marry, everything you own will becomes your husband’s property;if you don’t marry, every profession will be closed to you but one. And that one is a life of loneliness and humiliation. That lock you up. But there’s one door they can’t lock. They can’t imprison your mind. I am glad it was a lot
