Quote by Samuel Butler

Women can stand a beating except when it is with their own weapons.

Women can stand a beating except when it is with their own w

Summary

This quote suggests that women are typically resilient and can endure physical or emotional violence, except when it is inflicted by someone they trust or love. It implies that the impact of harm is intensified when it comes from a person who they believed would protect or respect them. It highlights the pain and betrayal experienced when someone closest to them uses their own strengths against them, metaphorically referring to "their own weapons." Overall, this quote reflects the vulnerability and devastation caused by being harmed by someone close.

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