One religion after another has accepted and perpetuated man's original mistake in making a private servant of the mother of the race.

But we were made to believe and not allowed to think. We were told to obey, rather than to experiment and investigate.

When the mother of the race is free, we shall have a better world, by the easy right of birth and by the calm, slow, friendly forces of evolution.

There's heaven. There it is. What more do we mean? People, free to come together, and in beauty - for growth.

Its time we woke up,” pursued Gerald, still inwardly urged to unfamiliar speech. “Women are pretty much people, seems to me. I know they dress like fools - but who’s to blame for that? We invent all those idiotic hats of theirs, and design their crazy fashions, and what’s more, if a woman is courageous enough to wear common-sense clothes - and shoes - which of us wants to dance with her?

The one predominant duty is to find one's work and do it.

But reason has no power against feeling, and feeling older than history is no light matter.