Hermione
If the Cosmos is to be improved, what is there that can improve it except Evolution?
And unless we who are serious thinkers give Evolution a mark to reach, how can we be sure that Evolution will Evolve in the right direction?
I have worried myself half to death at times over the Superman!
You know I feel personally responsible, to a certain extent, about what he will be like when he gets here. If he isn't what he should be, you know, it will be the fault of those of us who are the leaders in thought today—it will be because we haven't started him right, you know.
Mamma—poor dear Mamma is so unadvanced, you know!—has an idea that when the Superman does get here he won't be at all the sort of person that one would care to receive socially.
"Hermione," she said to me only the other day, "no Superman shall ever come into my house!"
She heard some of my friends, you know, talking about the Superman and Eugenics, and she has an idea that he will be horribly improper.
"I consider that the Superman would be a dangerous influence in the life of a young woman," said Mamma.
"Mamma," I told her, "you are frightfully behind the times! There isn't a doubt in the world that when the Superman does come he will be taken
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