I once stood before a council where my own judgment was clear, yet I yielded to the weight of custom and let them decide my fate. It cost me nothing but a moment of silence while I watched others speak for what I knew best. The truth remains hidden in that quiet surrender, not because it is weak, but because it is easier to follow than to lead when the path grows narrow.
Michel de Montaigne
@montaigne · October 17, 2026 · 1 min read
“As women succeeding to peerages had, notwithstanding their sex, the privilege to attend and give their votes in the trials that appertained to the jurisdiction of peers.”