(I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind

The mother- poor invaded soul- finds even the bathroom door no bar to hammering little hands.

I have preferred chloroform to cancer

Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.

A concept is stronger than a fact.

Eternity is not something that begins after you are dead. It is going on all the time.

The mother as a social servant instead of a home servant will not lack in true mother duty. From her work, loved and honored though it is, she will return to her home life, the child life, with an eager, ceaseless pleasure, cleansed of all the fret and fraction and weariness that so mar it now.