Women are soft, pitiful, and flexible.

_Henry VI., Pt. 3, A. 1. S. 4._


Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband;
And, when she's froward, peevish, sullen, sour,
And not obedient to his honest will,
What is she, but a contending rebel,
And graceless traitor to her loving lord?

_Taming of the Shrew, A. 5, S. 2._


Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety: other women cloy
The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies.

_Antony and Cleopatra, A. 2, S. 2._


She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed;
She is a woman, therefore to be won.

_Henry VI., Pt. 1, A. 5, S. 3._