It Is Strange How Long We Rebel

Faith Is The Virtue Of The Storm, Just As Happiness Is The Virtue Of Sunshine.

So Much Of The Trouble Is Because I Am A Woman. To Me It Seems A Very Terrible Thing To Be A Woman. There Is One Crown Which Perhaps Is Worth It All--a Great Love, A Quiet Home, And Children. We All Know That Is All That Is Worthwhile, And Yet We Must Peg Away, Showing Off Our Wares On The Market If We Have Money, Or Manufacturing Careers For Ourselves If We Haven't.

... It Is A Commonplace That Men Like War. For Peace, In Our Society, With The Feeling We Have Then That It Is Feeble-minded To Strive Except For One's Own Private Profit, Is A Lonely Thing And A Hazardous Business. Over And Over Men Have Proved That They Prefer The Hazards Of War With All Its Suffering. It Has Its Compensations.

Our National Experience In Americanizing Millions Of Europeans Whose Chief Wish Was To Become Americans Has Been A Heady Wine Which Has Made Us Believe, As Perhaps No Nation Before Us Has Ever Believed, That, Given The Slimmest Chance, All Peoples Will Pattern Themselves Upon Our Model.

The Trouble With Life Isn't That There Is No Answer, It's That There Are So Many Answers.