Who are we? Where do we come from? Why are we this way and not some other? What does it read more

Who are we? Where do we come from? Why are we this way and not some other? What does it mean to be human? Are we capable, if need be, of fundamental change, or do the dead hands of forgotten ancestors impel us in some direction, indiscriminately for good or ill, and beyond our control? Can we alter our character? Can we improve our societies? Can we leave our children a world better than the one that was left to us? Can we free them from the demons that torment us and haunt our civilization? In the long run, are we wise enough to know what changes to make? Can we be trusted with our own future?

Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes begging.

Superstition, idolatry, and hypocrisy have ample wages, but truth goes begging.

There's some ill planet reigns.
I must be patient till the heavens look
With an aspect more read more

There's some ill planet reigns.
I must be patient till the heavens look
With an aspect more favorable.

Astronomy compels the soul to look upwards and leads us from this world to another

Astronomy compels the soul to look upwards and leads us from this world to another

At night astronomers agree.

At night astronomers agree.

Man's mind is like a store of idolatry and superstition; so much so that if a man believes his own read more

Man's mind is like a store of idolatry and superstition; so much so that if a man believes his own mind it is certain that he will forsake God and forge some idol in his own brain

It is safe to say that no other superstition is so detrimental to growth, so enervating and paralyzing to the read more

It is safe to say that no other superstition is so detrimental to growth, so enervating and paralyzing to the minds and hearts of the people, as the superstition of Morality

O how loud
It calls devotion! genuine growth of night!
Devotion! daughter of Astronomy!
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O how loud
It calls devotion! genuine growth of night!
Devotion! daughter of Astronomy!
As undevout Astronomer is mad.

Men are probably nearer the central truth in their superstitions than in their science.

Men are probably nearer the central truth in their superstitions than in their science.