In New York City, everyone is an exile, none more so than the Americans.

The most familiar facts are often hardest to understand.

Death? Why this fuss about death? Use your imagination, try to visualize a world without death! Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.

The religious need of the human mind remains alive, never more so, but it demands a teaching which can be understood. Slowly an apprehension of the intimate, usable power of God is growing among us, and a growing recognition of the only worth-while application of that power-in the improvement of the world.

The female of genus homo is economically dependent on the male. He is her food supply.

It will be a great thing for the human soul when it finally stops worshipping backwards.

When all usefulness is over, when one is assured of an unavoidable and imminent death, it is the simplest of human rights to choose a quick and easy death in place of a slow and horrible one.