There Was Never A Great Man Who

There Is No Door At Which The Hand Of Woman Has Knocked For Admission Into A New Field Of Toil But There Have Been Found On The Other Side The Hands Of Strong And Generous Men Eager To Turn It For Her, Almost Before She Knocks.

I Know There Will Be Spring, As Surely As The Birds Know It When They See Above The Snow Two Tiny, Quivering Green Leaves. Spring Cannot Fail Us.

We Have Been So Blinded By Thinking And Feeling That We Have Never Seen The World.

Our Fathers Had Their Dreams; We Have Ours; The Generation That Follows Will Have Its Own. Without Dreams And Phantoms Man Cannot Exist.

We Were Equals Once When We Lay New-born Babes On Our Nurse's Knees. We Will Be Equal Again When They Tie Up Our Jaws For The Last Sleep.