The spiritual element, the really important part of religion, has no concern with Time and Space, temporary mundane laws, or conduct.

All myths that are something more than fancies gain rather than lose in value with time, by reason of the accretions of human experience.

All wines are by their very nature full of reminiscence, the golden tears and red blood of summers that are gone.

We also maintain - again with perfect truth - that mystery is more than half of beauty, the element of strangeness that stirs the senses through the imagination.

Wild oats will get sown some time, and one of the arts of life is to sow them at the right time.

It is the fine excesses of life that make it worth living.

To all of us the thought of heaven is dear -Why not be sure of it and make it here?No doubt there is a heaven yonder too,But 'tis so far away - and you are near.Men talk of heaven, - there is no heaven but here;Men talk of hell, - there is no hell but here;Men of hereafters talk, and future lives,O love, there is no other life - but here.