We Must Have Hope Or Starve To

I Am An Inveterate Homemaker, It Is At Once My Pleasure, My Recreation, And My Handicap. Were I A Man, My Books Would Have Been Written In Leisure, Protected By A Wife And A Secretary And Various Household Officials. As It Is, Being A Woman, My Work Has Had To Be Done Between Bouts Of Homemaking.

Man Was Lost If He Went To A Usurer, For The Interest Ran Faster Than A Tiger Upon Him.

I Feel No Need For Any Other Faith Than My Faith In Human Beings.

The Young Do Not Know Enough To Be Prudent, And Therefore They Attempt The Impossible - And Achieve It, Generation After Generation.

The Typhoon Came Out Of The Sea First As A Deep Hollow Roar. ... I Was Surrounded By The Madness, The Unreason, Of Uncontrolled, Undisciplined Energy. None Of This Made Any Sense. It Was Worse Than Useless - It Was Nature Destroying Its Own Creation - Its Own Self. To Create By The Long Process Of Growth And Then To Destroy By A Fit Of Wild Emotion - Was This Not Madness, Was This Not Unreason?