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| 14 | 255 | They would be masters of men. |
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| 14 | 252 | It View more quotes about might">might have been a rite not of women, but of she-panthers! How starved must be the lonely, hating panther women of the forests, so gross is their hostility, so fierce their hatred, and yet need, of men. |
| 14 | 253 | They twisted, screaming now, clawing at the moons. |
| 14 | 254 | I would scarcely have guessed at the primitive hungers evident in each movement of those barbaric, feline bodies. |
| 14 | 255 | They would be masters of men. |
| 14 | 256 | Proud, magnificent creatures. |
| 14 | 257 | And yet by biology, by their beauty, by their aroused inwardness, they could not, in fact, own but only, in their true fulfillment, belong, be taken, be conquered. |
| 14 | 258 | It was little wonder such proud, fine women hated men, to whom nature had destined them. |