The home is the centre and circumference, the start and the finish, of most of our lives.
The children in this country are the one center and focus of all our thoughts. Every step of our advance is always considered in its effect on them-on the race. You see, we are MOTHERS, she repeated, as if in that she had said it all.
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What this quote means
The quote emphasizes the importance of children in society and how their well-being influences our decisions.
Charlotte Perkins Gilman's quote highlights the central role that children play in our societal considerations. It expresses the idea that every progress made in society should primarily be evaluated based on its impact on the younger generation, reinforcing the notion that mothers hold a unique and profound perspective on this issue. Through their nurturing roles, mothers shape not only the future of their children but also the future of society as a whole.
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Example use cases
In a speech about educational reforms, one could say, 'As Charlotte Perkins Gilman reminds us, the children in this country are the one center and focus of all our thoughts.'
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All quotes →To swallow and follow, whether old doctrine or new propaganda, is a weakness still dominating the human mind.
Woman" in the abstract is young, and, we assume, charming. As they get older they pass off the stage, somehow, into private ownership mostly, or out of it altogether.
We all need one another; much and often. Just as every human creature needs a place to be alone in, a sacred, private "home" of his own, so all human creatures need a place to be together in, from the two who can show each other their souls uninterruptedly, to the largest throng that can throb and stir in unison.
Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.
When the mother of the race is free, we shall have a better world, by the easy right of birth and by the calm, slow, friendly forces of evolution.
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When you smell our candles burning, what does it make you think of, my child?" Winterfell, she might have said. I smell snow and smoke and pine needles. I smell the stables. I smell Hodor laughing, and Jon and Robb battling in the yard, and Sansa singing about some stupid lady fair. I smell the crypts where the stone kings sit. I smell hot bread baking. I smell the godswood. I smell my wolf. I smell her fur, almost as if she were still beside me. "I don't smell anything," she said.
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I conveniently forgot to remember that people only have two hands, or, as another parent once said of having a third child, it's time for a zone defense instead of man-to-man.
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I know of no realm of life that can provide more companionship in a lonely world or greater feelings of security and purpose in chaotic times than the close ties of a family.