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For A Woman As For A Man, Marriage Might Enormously Help Or Devastatingly Hinder The Growth Of Her Power To Contribute Something Impersonally Valuable To The Community In Which She Lived, But It Was Not That Power, And Could Not Be Regarded As An End In Itself. Nor, Even, Were Children Ends In Themselves; It Was Useless To Go On Producing Human Beings Merely In Order That They, In Their Sequence, Might Produce Others, And Never Turn From This Business Of Continuous Procreation To The Accomplishment Of Some Definite And Lasting Piece Of Work.

It Is Probably True To Say That The Largest Scope For Change Still Lies In Men's Attitude To Women, And In Women's Attitude To Themselves.

However Deep Our Devotion May Be To Parents Or To Children, It Is Our Contemporaries Alone With Whom Understanding Is Instinctive And Entire.

Belated Maternity Has Had Its Compensations; Small Children Have A Habit Of Conferring Persistent Youth Upon Their Parents, And By Their Eager Vitality Postpone The Unenterprising Cautions And Timidities Of Middle Age.

I Don't Think Victory Over Death... Is Anything So Superficial As A Person Fulfilling Their Normal Span Of Life. It Can Be Twofold; A Victory Over Death By The Man Who Faces It For Himself Without Fear, And A Victory By Those Who, Loving Him, Know That Death Is But A Little Thing Compared With The Fact That He Lived And Was The Kind Of Person He Was.