The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset's fire.

Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine?

Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange

Religion pervades intensely the whole frame of society, and is according to the temper of the mind which it inhabits, a passion, a persuasion, an excuse, a refuge; never a check.

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid - in which case all comment is superfluous - or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.

There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.