A wise woman wishes to be no one's enemy; a wise woman refuses to be anyone's victim.

She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.

She was a virgin and a warrior, disdainful of the male, which was what eventually convinced people that she really must be off her head.

Truth is a glorious but hard mistress. She never consults, bargains or compromises.

There is no beast more stubborn than a woman.
And neither fire nor leopard is more ruthless.

A wise woman never yields by appointment. It should always be an unforeseen happiness.

"We are wise women," Abuela liked to say. "Not because we are wise, but because we seek wisdom."

The loneliness is the mother of wisdom.

She loved like she was going to war, but she was also not the kind of woman to wait for a man. Valiant in battle, noble in defeat. She walked away and never looked back.

No one who goes against her can win.

A person of wisdom should be truthful, without arrogance, without deceit, not slanderous and not hateful.

The wise person should go beyond the evil of greed and miserliness.
To have your mind set on calmness, you must take power over sleepiness, drowsiness and lethargy.
There is no place for laziness and no recourse to pride.

Do not be led into lying, do not be attached to forms.
You must see through all pride and fare along without violence.
Do not get excited by what is old, do not be contented with what is new.
Do not grieve for what is lost or be controlled by desire.

She was beautiful - but especially she was without mercy.

What is better than wisdom? Woman. And what is better than a good woman? Nothing.

Dare to be wise! Energy and spirit is needed to overcome the obstacles which indolence of nature as well as cowardice of heart oppose to our instruction. It is not without significance that the old myth makes the goddess of Wisdom emerge fully armed from the head of Jupiter; for her very first function is warlike. Even in her birth she has to maintain a hard struggle with the senses, which do not want to be dragged from their sweet repose. The greater part of humanity is too much harassed and fatigued by the struggle with want, to rally itself for a new and sterner struggle with error. Content if they themselves escape the hard labor of thought, men gladly resign to others the guardianship of their ideas, and if it happens that higher needs are stirred in them, they embrace with a eager faith the formulas which State and priesthood hold in readiness for such an occasion.