Vadim was both my teacher and my husband. I placed myself entirely in his hands.
A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.
The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband.
I don't sit around thinking that I'd like to have another husband; only another man would make me think that way.
But, alas! what poor Woman is ever taught that she should have a higher Design than to get her a Husband?
I know my limitations, and I don't like politics. I was only involved because of my husband.
My husband's a director, so he understands what I do.