And her life will perhaps be the richer, for holding now within it the memory of what came, but could not stay.

The face of the Son of God, who, instead of accepting the sacrifice of one of his creatures to satisfy his justice or support his dignity, gave himself utterly unto them, and therein to the Father by doing his lovely will; who suffered unto the death, not that men might not suffer, but that their suffering might be like his, and lead them up to his perfection.

No, there is no escape. There is no heaven with a little of hell in it--no plan to retain this or that of the devil in our hearts or our pockets. Out Satan must go, every hair and feather!

To judge religion we must have it--not stare at it from the bottom of a seemingly interminable ladder.

The first thing in all progress is to leave something behind.

I am so tried by the things said about God. I understand God's patience with the wicked, but I do wonder how he can be so patient with the pious!

By all means rid yourself of an impoverished faith.