We must choose. Be a child of the past with all its crudities and imperfections, its failures and defeats, or a child of the future, the future of symmetry and ultimate success.

We must choose. Be a child of the past with all its crudities and imperfections, its failures and defeats, or a child of the future, the future of symmetry and ultimate success.

This seems to be the law of progress in everything we do; it moves along a spiral rather than a perpendicular; we seem to be actually going out of the way, and yet it turns out that we were really moving upward all the time.

If I am asked to explain why I learned the bicycle I should say I did it as an act of grace, if not of actual religion.

If women can organize missionary societies, temperance societies, and every kind of charitable organization... why not permit them to be ordained to preach the Gospel and administer the sacraments of the Church?

She who succeeds in gaining the mastery of the bicycle will gain the mastery of life.

In externals we advance with lightening express speed, in modes of thought and sympathy we lumber on in stage-coach fashion.