The greatest weapon in the world ... is ridicule.

having considerable mind, changing it became almost as ponderous an operation as moving a barn, although not nearly so stable.

because we are always staring at the stars, we learn the shortness of our arms.

my family, although it keeps its hair, turns gray early - a business asset but a social handicap.

I believe that the matter is automatically self-regulating; that those women who prefer the home and have an ability for it will eventually return to it; that others, like myself, will compromise; and that still others, temperamentally unfitted for it, will remain in the world to add to its productivity.

Peace is not a passive but an active condition, not a negation but an affirmation.

there comes a time when ambition ceases to burn, or romance to stir, and the highest cry of the human heart is for peace.