Races And Nations Are Thus Ever Ready

In Their Work, Then, As In Their Play, Men And Women Are More And More Coming To Share With Each Other As Comrades, And Really The Fun Of Life Seems In No Wise Diminished As A Consequence.

On The Contrary, Woman Is The Best Equipped Fighting Machine That Ever Went To Battle.

Wild Oats Will Get Sown Some Time, And One Of The Arts Of Life Is To Sow Them At The Right Time.

It Is Curious How, From Time Immemorial, Man Seems To Have Associated The Idea Of Evil With Beauty, Shrunk From It With A Sort Of Ghostly Fear, While, At The Same Time Drawn To It By Force Of Its Hypnotic Attraction.

Perhaps We Too Seldom Reflect How Much The Life Of Nature Is One With The Life Of Man, How Unimportant Or Indeed Merely Seeming, The Difference Between Them.