I'm Sure I Never Used To Be

The Mother As A Social Servant Instead Of A Home Servant Will Not Lack In True Mother Duty. From Her Work, Loved And Honored Though It Is, She Will Return To Her Home Life, The Child Life, With An Eager, Ceaseless Pleasure, Cleansed Of All The Fret And Fraction And Weariness That So Mar It Now.

When The Mother Of The Race Is Free, We Shall Have A Better World, By The Easy Right Of Birth And By The Calm, Slow, Friendly Forces Of Evolution.

Not Woman, But The Condition Of Woman, Has Always Been A Doorway Of Evil.

Let Us Inquire What Glory There Was In An Omnipotent Being Torturing Forever A Puny Little Creature Who Could In No Way Defend Himself? Would It Be To The Glory Of A Man To Fry Ants?

Love Grows By Service.