Praised Be The Good Willing Women Who

Do You Call The Jewel Blind, Because Your Eye Is?

No Spoon Has Yet Destroyed A Mouth, But The Knife Of War Cuts Portions That Are Hard To Swallow. Perhaps The Big Mouths Of The Privileged Are Able To Cope With Them, But They Dull The Teeth Of The Little People And Ruin Their Stomachs.

I Look Around Me And Nowhere Do I See A Stamp Of Disapproval With Which Nature Marked A Woman's Candid Brow.

Praised Be The Good Willing Women Who Understand And Take Part In The Fun--the Body Is An Exacting Beater, And Even The Heart Is Made Of Flesh.

The Old Harlot, German Philosophy, Has Finally Turned Into A Church Lady.