The Brain Works Better If The Hand

A Little Weeping, A Little Wheedling, A Little Self-degradation, A Little Careful Use Of Our Advantages, And Then Some Man Will Say .come, Be My Wife! With Good Looks And Youth Marriage Is Easy To Attain. There Are Men Enough; But A Woman Who Has Sold Herself, Even For A Ring And A New Name, Need Hold Her Skirt Aside For No Creature In The Street. They Both Earn Their Bread In One Way. Marriage For Love Is The Most Beautiful External Symbol Of The Union Of Souls; Marriage Without It Is The Least Clean Traffic That Defiles The World.

If The Bird Does Like Its Cage, And Does Like Its Sugar And Will Not Leave It, Why Keep The Door So Very Carefully Shut?

Slavery May, Perhaps, Be Best Compared To The Infantile Disease Of Measles; A Complaint Which So Commonly Attacks The Young Of Humanity In Their Infancy, And When Gone Through At That Period Leaves Behind It So Few Fatal Marks; But Which When It Normally Attacks The Fully Developed Adult Becomes One Of The Most Virulent And Toxic Of Diseases, Often Permanently Poisoning The Constitution Where It Does Not End In Death.

There Is No Door At Which The Hand Of Woman Has Knocked For Admission Into A New Field Of Toil But There Have Been Found On The Other Side The Hands Of Strong And Generous Men Eager To Turn It For Her, Almost Before She Knocks.

My Feeling Is That There Is Nothing In Life But Refraining From Hurting Others, And Comforting Those Who Are Sad.