“As we go marching, marching, we bring the greater days,The rising of the women means the rising of the race.No more the drudge and idler, ten that toil where one reposes,But a sharing of life's glories: Bread and roses, bread and roses.”

“They can only set free men freeAnd there is no need of that.Free men set themselves free.”

“The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance. The wise grows it under his feet.”

“Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time. ”

“So it is with life. Those thorns, the prickly problems of life, cause us to strive to rise above them and then, as we do, we learn. We learn to exercise true compassion, true kindness - or the thorns, if we let them, cause us to brood, to mourn over our trials. Then we plant the seeds of bitterness, hate, and ruin - weeds. We may reach up for the rose or down to the weeds...the weeds in life that tangle us, strangle us, and cause us to lose hope.”

“Ten thousand women marched through the streets shouting, 'We will not be dictated to,' and went off and became stenographers.”

“Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods; and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.”