Quote by Saul Bellow
If women are expected to do the same work as men, we must teach th

If women are expected to do the same work as men, we must teach them the same things. – Saul Bellow

Other quotes by Saul Bellow

The presidency is now a cross between a popularity contest and a high school debate, with an encyclopedia of cliches the first prize. – Saul Bellow

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Presidents Day
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There are evils that have the ability to survive identification and go on for ever… money, for instance, or war. – Saul Bellow

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War
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Goodness is achieved not in a vacuum, but in the company of other men, attended by love. – Saul Bellow

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Goodness
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And so, whether they came here on the Mayflower, on a slave ship, or on an airplane from Havana, we are all descendants of the men and women who built here the nation that saved the world. – Marco Rubio

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Women

There are few virtuous women who are not bored with their trade. – Francois de La Rochefoucauld

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Women

Men think about women. Women think about what men think about them. – Peter Ustinov

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Women

Oh, if I could but live another century and see the fruition of all the work for women! There is so much yet to be done. – Susan B. Anthony

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Women

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You can teach a student a lesson for a day; but if you can teach him to learn by creating curiosity, he will continue the learning process as long as he lives. – Clay P. Bedford

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Back to School

Meditation is a process of getting rid of the whole past, of getting rid of all diseases, of getting rid of all the pus that has gathered in you. It is painful, but it is cleansing, and there is no other way to cleanse you. – Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh

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As long as we can tell stories about our ability to survive, the more we will hope, not self-destruct. – Christina Ricci

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Hope

Each morning my characters greet me with misty faces willing, though chilled, to muster for another days progress through the dazzling quicksand the marsh of blank paper. – John Updike

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Morning