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Religion is essentially the art and the theory of the remaking of man. Man is not a finished creation.
Religion is essentially the art and the theory of the remaking of man. Man is not a finished creation.
The people who have really made history are the martyrs.
The people who have really made history are the martyrs.
The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
And some to Meccah turn to pray, and I toward thy bed, Yasmin.
And some to Meccah turn to pray, and I toward thy bed, Yasmin.
I feel no need for any other faith than my faith in the kindness of human beings. I am so read more
I feel no need for any other faith than my faith in the kindness of human beings. I am so absorbed in the wonder of earth and the life upon it that I cannot think of heaven and angels.
Don't be an agnostic--be something.
Don't be an agnostic--be something.
Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, read more
Christians should never fail to sense the operation of an angelic glory. It forever eclipses the world of demonic powers, as the sun does a candle's light.
The human understanding is no dry light, but receives infusion from the will and affections; which proceed sciences which may read more
The human understanding is no dry light, but receives infusion from the will and affections; which proceed sciences which may be called "sciences as one would." For what a man had rather were true he more readily believes. Therefore he rejects difficult things from impatience of research; sober things, because they narrow hope; the deeper things of nature, from superstition; the light of experience, from arrogance and pride; things not commonly believed, out of deference to the opinion of the vulgar. Numberless in short are the ways, and sometimes imperceptible, in which the affections color and infect the understanding.
If someone were to prove to me -- right this minute -- that God, in all his luminousness, exists, it read more
If someone were to prove to me -- right this minute -- that God, in all his luminousness, exists, it wouldn't change a single aspect of my behavior.