In Every Loving Woman There Is A

Society Lives By Faith, And Develops By Science.

I Have Never Felt Any Inward Assurance Of Genius, Or Any Presentiment Of Glory Or Of Happiness. I Have Never Seen Myself In Imagination Great Or Famous, Or Even A Husband, A Father, An Influential Citizen. This Indifference To The Future, This Absolute Self-distrust, Are, No Doubt, To Be Taken As Signs. What Dreams I Have Are All Vague And Indefinite; I Ought Not To Live, For I Am Now Scarcely Capable Of Living.

Every Living Being Seeks Instinctively To Complete Itself.

Life Is But A Daily Oscillation Between Revolt And Submission.

To Know How To Suggest Is The Art Of Teaching.