I don't know why it is we are in such a hurry to get up when we fall down. You might think we would lie there and rest for a while.
Love is a sickness full of woes, All remedies refusing; A plant that with most cutting grows, Most barren with best using.
The fact that the movement was carried on by women who, for the most part, had no money of their own and were totally inexperienced in organization, and that they won their fight in about two generations, makes a story often dramatic and always worth preserving.