“That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendour in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not; rather find strength in what remains behind.” – William Wordsworth
A well read woman is a dangerous creature. I think I would say a well read person is a dangerous creature, for they have been taught to have an open and questioning mind that thinks beyond the small box societies at large wish to place one in.