The Feminist Movement As At Present Instituted

Poetry Is Prose Bewitched, A Music Made Of Visual Thoughts, The Sound Of An Idea.

Life Is Only Limited By Our Prejudices. Destroy Them, And You Cease To Be At The Mercy Of Yourself.

Another Great Illusion That Woman Must ... Destroy . .. Is The Impurity Of Sex, The Realisation In Defiance Of Superstition That There Is Nothing Impure In Sex - Except In The Mental Attitude Toward It.

Love Of Others Is The Appreciation Of One's Self. May Your Egotism Be So Gigantic That You Comprise Mankind In Your Self-sympathy.

Women Must Destroy In Themselves, The Desire To Be Loved-