Let us inquire what glory there was in an omnipotent being torturing forever a puny little creature who could in no way defend himself? Would it be to the glory of a man to fry ants?

The home is a human institution. All human institutions are open to improvement.

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

There should be an end to the bitterness of feeling which has arisen between the sexes in this century.

I cry at nothing, and cry most of the time.

The original necessity for the ceaseless presence of the woman to maintain that altar fire - and it was an altar fire in very truth at one period - has passed with the means of prompt ignition; the matchbox has freed the housewife from that incessant service, but the feeling that women should stay at home is with us yet.

A family unity which is only bound together with a table-cloth is of questionable value.