Bullies Are Always Cowards At Heart And

Peace Produced By Suppression Is Neither Natural Nor Desirable.

... So Long As Woman Sat With Bandaged Eyes And Manacled Hands, Fast Bound In The Clamps Of Ignorance And Inaction, The World Of Thought Moved In Its Orbit Like The Revolutions Of The Moon; With One Face (the Man's Face) Always Out, So That The Spectator Could Not Distinguish Whether It Was Disc Or Sphere.

I Constantly Felt (as I Suppose Many An Ambitious Girl Has Felt) A Thumping From Within Unanswered By Any Beckoning From Without.

The Old, Subjective, Stagnant, Indolent And Wretched Life For Woman Has Gone. She Has As Many Resources As Men, As Many Activities Beckon Her On. As Large Possibilities Swell And Inspire Her Heart.

A Stream Cannot Rise Higher Than Its Source.