There is no tragedy more woeful than the victory of hate, nor any attainment so hopelessly barren as the sterility of that achievement; for hate is finality, and finality is the greatest evil which can happen in a world of movement.

Achievement brings its own anticlimax.

Curiosity will conquer fear even more than bravery will.

In that wide struggle which we call Progress, evil is always the aggressor and the vanquished, and it is right that this should be so, for without its onslaughts and depredations humanity might fall to a fat slumber upon its cornsacks and die snoring.

We're here to proclaim a victory. We're here, not to wallow in tragedy, but to celebrate a triumph of the human spirit.

The mysteries of death and birth occupy women far more than is the case with men, to whom political and mercantile speculations are more congenial.