Life Is A Verb, Not A Noun.

This Is The Woman's Century, The First Chance For The Mother Of The World To Rise To Her Full Place . . . And The World Waits While She Powders Her Nose.

Concepts Antedate Facts.

The Soaring, Imaginative Minds Of Men, Constructing Lofty, Shimmering Piles Of Abstract Thought, And Taking As Their Postulate A Revelation From God, Gaveus Relgions Which Coule Not Possible Maintained Without Belief And Obedience: ... We Find Them Most Permanent And Changeless Among People Who Make The Least Effort To Swquare Their Beliefs With The Laws Of Life.

I Cry At Nothing, And Cry Most Of The Time.

(i Would Not Say It To A Living Soul, Of Course, But This Is Dead Paper And A Great Relief To My Mind