Love requires peace, love will dream; it cannot live upon the remnants of our time and our personality.
The destruction of the personality is the great evil of the time.
When one paints an ideal, one does not need to limit one's imagination.
The socially pernicious, racially wasteful, and soul-withering consequences of the working of mothers outside the home must cease. And this can only come to pass, either through the programme of institutional upbringing, or through the intimate renaissance of the home.
Is human love the growth of the human will ?
The belief that we some day shall be able to prevent war is to me one with the belief in the possibility of making humanity really human.