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.

And woman should stand beside man as the comrade of his soul, not the servant of his body.

The first duty of a human being is to assume the right functional relationship to society - more briefly, to find your real job, and do it.

Love grows by service.

The peculiarity of all death-based religions is that their subject-matter is entirely outside of facts. Men could think and think, talk and argue, advance, deny, assert, and controversy, and write innumerable books, without being hampered at any time by any fact.

This is the woman's century, the first chance for the mother of the world to rise to her full place . . . and the world waits while she powders her nose.

While we flatter ourselves that things remain the same, they are changing under our very eyes from year to year, from day to day.