The True Worth Of A

Whatever Glory Belongs To The Race For A Development Unprecedented In History For The Given Length Of Time, A Full Share Belongs To The Womanhood Of The Race.

In Each Experience Of My Life, I Have Had To Step Out Of One Little Space Of The Known Light, Into A Large Area Of Darkness. I Had To Stand Awhile In The Darkness, And Then Gradually God Has Given Me Light. But Not To Linger In. For As Soon As That Light Has Felt Familiar, Then The Call Has Always Come To Step Out Ahead Again Into New Darkness.

I Have Had More Than Half A Century Of Such Happiness. A Great Deal Of Worry And Sorrow, Too, But Never A Worry Or A Sorrow That Was Not Offset By A Purple Iris, A Lark, A Bluebird, Or A Dewy Morning Glory.

The True Worth Of A Race Must Be Measured By The Character Of Its Womanhood.

Greatness Is Largely A Social Accident, And Almost Always Socially Supported.