The Trouble With Life Isn't

Faith Is The Virtue Of The Storm, Just As Happiness Is The Virtue Of Sunshine.

So Much Of The Trouble Is Because I Am A Woman. To Me It Seems A Very Terrible Thing To Be A Woman. There Is One Crown Which Perhaps Is Worth It All--a Great Love, A Quiet Home, And Children. We All Know That Is All That Is Worthwhile, And Yet We Must Peg Away, Showing Off Our Wares On The Market If We Have Money, Or Manufacturing Careers For Ourselves If We Haven't.

The Psychological Consequences Of This Spread Of White Culture Have Been Out Of All Proportion To The Materialistic. This World-wide Cultural Diffusion Has Protected Us As Man Had Never Been Protected Before From Having To Take Seriously The Civilizations Of Other Peoples; It Has Given To Our Culture A Massive Universality That We Have Long Ceased To Account For Historically, And Which We Read Off Rather As Necessary And Inevitable.

It Is Strange How Long We Rebel Against A Platitude Until Suddenly In A Different Lingo It Looms Up Again As The Only Verity.

The Heavier Our Bodies, The Higher Our Will, Our Spirit, Rises Above Them.' 'the Wearier We Are, The More Splendid The Training.