Of Love and Lust  

"In spite of all anger against the unfaithful husband or lover the jealous woman is rarely swept by her emotions to violence and crime. A female Othello would not feel, “It is the cause, it is the cause, my soul." Is a female Othello imaginable? Is what the jealous woman feels comparable with what the man in the whirlwind of his emotions experiences? Has she that permanent kaleidoscope of hateful pictures? Is she too the helpless victim of a frenzy, tortured by an imagination without boundaries, stirred up by incessant inner voices, tom by a pain reaching to the guts? Very rarely. Only the most masculine women experience something distantly akin to the feelings of the jealous man. Where is the woman who stands before the body of her unfaithful lover whom she has killed and would feel what men in the same situation so often exclaim: “Better thus, no one else will possess her whom I loved." " --Of Love and Lust (1944) by Theodor Reik