Proofs are the last thing looked for by a truly religious mind which feels the imaginary fitness of its faith.

Columbus found a world, and had no chart save one that Faith deciphered in the skies.

A body seriously out of equilibrium, either with itself or with its environment, perishes outright. Not so a mind. Madness and suffering can set themselves no limit.

Repetition is the only form of permanence that Nature can achieve.

Religious doctrines would do well to withdraw their pretension to be dealing with matters of fact. That pretension is not only the source of the conflicts of religion with science and the vain and bitter controversies of sects; it is also the cause of the impurity and incoherence of religion in the soul.

Science is nothing but developed perception, interpreted intent, common sense rounded out and minutely articulated.

Our character ... is an omen of our destiny, and the more integrity we have and keep, the simpler and nobler that destiny is likely to be.