The Heart Never Grows Old.

Men And Women Should Own The World As A Mutual Possession.

In This Unbelievable Universe In Which We Live, There Are No Absolutes. Even Parallel Lines, Reaching Into Infinity, Meet Somewhere Yonder.

The Body Was So Little A Part Of Him That Its Final Stillness Seemed Nothing Of Importance. He Was Half Out Of It Anyway And Death Was Only A Slipping Out Of It Altogether And Being At Last What He Always Was, A Spirit. We Buried The Pearly Shell Upon The Mountain Top.

If Our American Way Of Life Fails The Child, It Fails Us All.

To Know How To Read Is To Light A Lamp In The Mind, To Release The Soul From Prison, To Open A Gate To The Universe." From Pavilion Of Women Page 292