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It Is Not That Women Are Really Smaller-minded, Weaker-minded, More Timid And Vacillating, But That Whosoever, Man Or Woman, Lives Always In A Small, Dark Place, Is Always Guarded, Protected, Directed And Restrained, Will Become Inevitably Narrowed And Weakened By It.

The Home Is The Centre And Circumference, The Start And The Finish, Of Most Of Our Lives.

If We Once Admit That Our Life Is Here For The Purpose Of Race-improvement, Then We Question Any Religion Which Does Not Improve The Race, Or The Main Force Of Which Evaporates, As It Were, Directing Our Best Efforts Toward The Sky.... Improvement In The Human Race Is Not Accomplished By Extracting Any Number Of Souls And Placing Them In Heaven, Or Elsewhere. It Must Be Established On Earth, Either Through Achievement In Social Service, Or Through Better Children.

We All Need One Another; Much And Often. Just As Every Human Creature Needs A Place To Be Alone In, A Sacred, Private "home" Of His Own, So All Human Creatures Need A Place To Be Together In, From The Two Who Can Show Each Other Their Souls Uninterruptedly, To The Largest Throng That Can Throb And Stir In Unison.

No Matter What The Belief, If It Had Modestly Said, 'this Is Our Best Thought, Go On, Think Farther!' Then We Could Have Smoothly Outgrown Our Early Errors And Long Since Have Developed A Religion Such As Would Have Kept Pace With An Advancing World. But We Were Made To Believe And Not Allowed To Think. We Were Told To Obey, Rather Than To Experiment And Investigate.