They Are Called Finishing-schools And The Name

A Little Weeping, A Little Wheedling, A Little Self-degradation, A Little Careful Use Of Our Advantages, And Then Some Man Will Say .come, Be My Wife! With Good Looks And Youth Marriage Is Easy To Attain. There Are Men Enough; But A Woman Who Has Sold Herself, Even For A Ring And A New Name, Need Hold Her Skirt Aside For No Creature In The Street. They Both Earn Their Bread In One Way. Marriage For Love Is The Most Beautiful External Symbol Of The Union Of Souls; Marriage Without It Is The Least Clean Traffic That Defiles The World.

We Have Always Borne Part Of The Weight Of War, And The Major Part ... Men Have Made Boomerangs, Bows, Swords, Or Guns With Which To Destroy One Another; We Have Made The Men Who Destroyed And Were Destroyed! ... We Pay The First Cost On All Human Life.

There's Something So Beautiful In Coming On One's Very Inmost Thoughts In Another. In One Way It Is One Of The Greatest Pleasures One Has.

A Word May Become So Defiled By Bad Use That It Will Take A Century Before It Can Be Purifed, And Brought Into Use Again.

Men's Bodies Are Our Women's Works Of Art. Given To Us Power Of Control, We Will Never Carelessly Throw Them In To Fill Up The Gaps In Human Relationships Made By International Ambitions And Greeds ... War Will Pass When Intellectual Culture And Activity Have Made Possible To The Female An Equal Share In The Governance Of Modern National Life; It Will Probably Not Pass Away Much Sooner; Its Extinction Will Not Be Delayed Much Longer.