Religion is indeed a convention which a man must be bred in to endure with any patience; and yet religion, for all its poetic motley, comes closer than work-a-day opinion to the heart of things.

Beauty is a pledge of the possible conformity between the soul and nature, and consequently a ground of faith in the supremacy of the good.

Tolerated people are never conciliated. They live on, but the aroma of their life is lost.

Sanity is madness put to good use.

Religion should be disentangled as much as possible from history and authority and metaphysics, and made to rest honestly on one's fine feelings, on one's indomitable optimism and trust in life.

Those who speak most of progress measure it by quantity and not by quality.

History is a pack of lies about events that never happened told by people who weren't there.