I Have Preferred Chloroform To Cancer

The Mother- Poor Invaded Soul- Finds Even The Bathroom Door No Bar To Hammering Little Hands.

Until Mothers Earn Their Livings, Women Will Not

In Business Life, That Is, In Its Material Processes, We Eagerly Accept The New. In Social Life, In All Our Social Processes, We Piously, Valiantly, Obdurately, Maintain The Old.

If We Once Admit That Our Life Is Here For The Purpose Of Race-improvement, Then We Question Any Religion Which Does Not Improve The Race, Or The Main Force Of Which Evaporates, As It Were, Directing Our Best Efforts Toward The Sky.... Improvement In The Human Race Is Not Accomplished By Extracting Any Number Of Souls And Placing Them In Heaven, Or Elsewhere. It Must Be Established On Earth, Either Through Achievement In Social Service, Or Through Better Children.

There's Heaven. There It Is. What More Do We Mean? People, Free To Come Together, And In Beauty - For Growth.