Yours for the unshackled exercise of every faculty by every human being.

Birds and beasts have in fact our own nature, flattened a semi-tone.

No music is so pleasant to my ears as that word-father.

Even if nothing worse than wasted mental effort could be laid to the charge of theology, that alone ought to be sufficient to banish it from the earth ... What a vast amount of labour and learning has been expended, as uselessly as emptying shallow puddles into sieves! How much intellect has been employed mousing after texts, to sustain preconceived doctrines!

Whoso does not see that genuine life is a battle and a march has poorly read his origin and his destiny.

That man's best works should be such bungling imitations of Nature's infinite perfection, matters not much; but that he should make himself an imitation, this is the fact which Nature moans over, and deprecates beseechingly. Be spontaneous, be truthful, be free, and thus be individuals! is the song she sings through warbling birds, and whispering pines, and roaring waves, and screeching winds.

Yours for the unshackled exercise of every faculty by every human being.