Lucy Stone (1818–1893) American abolitionist and suffragist
When the husband died the law gave the widow the use of one-third of the real estate belonging to him, and it was called the "widow's encumbrance."
The Progress of Fifty Years (1893)
The Progress of Fifty Years (1893)
Lucy Stone (1818–1893) American abolitionist and suffragist
When the husband died the law gave the widow the use of one-third of the real estate belonging to him, and it was called the "widow's encumbrance."
The Progress of Fifty Years (1893)
Donald J. Trump (1946) 45th President of the United States of America
As quoted in "Trump just basically said he's anti-childbirth" http://mashable.com/2018/01/19/trump-march-for-life-childbirth/#NXYV1ubFzSqW (19 January 2018), by Rachel Kraus, Mashable <br class="br">2010s, 2018, January
William Logan (author) book Malabar Manual
Malabar Manual, Page 136 https://archive.org/details/MalabarLogan/page/n148 <br class="br">Malabar Manual (1887)
Oliver Sacks (1933–2015) British neurologist and writer
An Anthropologist On Mars, The New Yorker, 27 December 1993
“…a bride who is bullied by her mother-in-law will herself become a bad mother-in-law.”
Shin'ichirō Tomonaga (1906–1979) Japanese physicist
about Ralph Kronig's criticism on Samuel Goudsmit's proposal of a self-rotating electron, inflicting the same reaction to Goudsmit as Kronig had been incurred from Wolfgang Pauli [Tomonaga, Sin-Itiro, translated by Takeshi Oka, The Story of Spin, University of Chicago Press, 1997, 0-226-80794-0, 217]
Muhammad (570–632) Arabian religious leader and the founder of Islam
Narrated Abu Musa Al-Ashari, in Bukhari, Volume 3, Book 46, Number 723
Sunni Hadith
J.M. Coetzee book Life & Times of Michael K
Life & Times of Michael K (1983)
Context: He closed his eyes and tried to recover in his imagination the mudbrick walls and reed roof of her stories, the garden of prickly pear, the chickens scampering for the feed scattered by the little barefoot girl. And behind that child, in the doorway, her face obscured by shadow, he searched for a second woman, the woman from whom his mother had come into the world. When my mother was dying in the hospital, he thought, when she knew her end was coming, it was not me she looked to but someone who stood behind me: her mother or the ghost of her mother. To me she was a woman but to herself she was still a child calling to her mother to hold her hand and help her. And her own mother, in the secret life we do not see, was a child too. I come from a line of children without end.