I Know There Will Be

To Us, From The Beginning, Nature Has Been But A Poor Plastic Thing, To Be Toyed With This Way Or That, As Man Happens To Please His Deity Or Not; To Go To Church Or Not; To Say His Prayers Right Or Not; To Travel On A Sunday Or Not.was It Possible For Us In An Instant To See Nature As She Is-the Flowing Vestment Of An Unchanging Reality?

[finishing Schools] Are Nicely Adapted Machines For Experimenting On The Question, "into How Little Space A Human Being Can Be Crushed?" I Have Seen Some Souls So Compressed That They Would Have Fitted Into A Small Thimble, And Found Room To Move . . .

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?

There Was Never A Great Man Who Had Not A Great Mother.

We All Enter The World Little Plastic Beings, With So Much Natural Force, Perhaps, But For The Rest--blank; And The World Tells Uswhat We Are To Be, And Shapes Us By The Ends It Sets Before Us. To You It Says--work; And To Us It Says--seem! To You It Says--as You Approximate To Man's Highest Ideal Of God, As Your Arm Is Strong And Your Knowledge Great, And The Power To Labour Is With You, So You Shall Gain All That Human Heart Desires. To Us It Says--strength Shall Not Help You, Nor Knowledge, Nor Labour. You Shall Gain What Men Gain, But By Other Means. And So The World Makes Men And Women.