Fine Blunderers In Ethics We Are, So

A Concept Is Stronger Than A Fact.

It Is Told That Buddha, Going Out To Look On Life, Was Greatly Daunted By Death. "they All Eat One Another!" He Cried, And Called It Evil. This Process I Examined, Changed The Verb And Said, "they All Feed One Another," And Called It Good.

It Is Dull Enough To Confuse The Eye In Following, Pronounced Enough To Constantly Irritate And Provoke Study, And When You Follow The Lame Uncertain Curves For A Little Distance They Suddenly Commit Suicide—plunge Off At Outrageous Angles, Destroy Themselves In Unheard Of Contradictions.

The Original Necessity For The Ceaseless Presence Of The Woman To Maintain That Altar Fire - And It Was An Altar Fire In Very Truth At One Period - Has Passed With The Means Of Prompt Ignition; The Matchbox Has Freed The Housewife From That Incessant Service, But The Feeling That Women Should Stay At Home Is With Us Yet.

In Great Cities Where People Of Ability Abound, There Is Always A Feverish Urge To Keep Ahead, To Set The Pace, To Adopt Each New Fashion In Thought And Theory As Well As In Dress - Or Undress.