We have built into the constitution of the human race the habit and desire of taking, as divorced from its natural precursor and concomitant of making.

A man does not have to stay at home all day, in order to love it; why should a woman?

Woman" in the abstract is young, and, we assume, charming. As they get older they pass off the stage, somehow, into private ownership mostly, or out of it altogether.

We all need one another; much and often. Just as every human creature needs a place to be alone in, a sacred, private "home" of his own, so all human creatures need a place to be together in, from the two who can show each other their souls uninterruptedly, to the largest throng that can throb and stir in unison.

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

To swallow and follow, whether old doctrine or new propaganda, is a weakness still dominating the human mind.

The world is quite right. It does not have to be consistent.