Modern War And Modern Civilisation Are Utterly

Babies Are A Nuisance, Of Course. But So Does Everything Seem To Be That Is Worth While – Husbands And Books And Committees And Being Loved And Everything. We Have To Choose Between Barren Ease And Rich Unrest – Or Rather, One Does Not Choose.

I Can Think Of Few Important Movements For Reform In Which Success Was Won By Any Method Other Than That Of An Energetic Minority Presenting The Indifferent Majority With A Fait Accompli, Which Was Then Accepted.

Most Men, Whether Men Or Women, Wish Above All Else To Be Comfortable, And Thought Is A Pre-eminently Uncomfortable Process; It Brings To The Individual Far More Suffering Than Happiness In A Semi-civilised World Which Still Goes To War.

All That A Pacifist Can Undertake -- But It Is A Very Great Deal -- Is To Refuse To Kill, Injure Or Otherwise Cause Suffering To Another Human Creature, And Untiringly To Order His Life By The Rule Of Love Though Others May Be Captured By Hate.

For A Woman As For A Man, Marriage Might Enormously Help Or Devastatingly Hinder The Growth Of Her Power To Contribute Something Impersonally Valuable To The Community In Which She Lived, But It Was Not That Power, And Could Not Be Regarded As An End In Itself. Nor, Even, Were Children Ends In Themselves; It Was Useless To Go On Producing Human Beings Merely In Order That They, In Their Sequence, Might Produce Others, And Never Turn From This Business Of Continuous Procreation To The Accomplishment Of Some Definite And Lasting Piece Of Work.