I admit that reason is a small and feeble flame, a flickering torch by stumblers carried in the star-less night, - blown and flared by passion's storm, - and yet, it is the only light. Extinguish that, and nought remains.

Blasphemy is an epithet bestowed by superstition upon common sense.

I have had some trouble in regarding evil as having been intended by infinite Goodness.

The history of the world shows that when a mean thing was done, man did it; when a good thing was done, man did it.

We are all children of the same mother, and the same fate awaits us all. We, too, have our religion, and it is this: Help for the living-Hope for the dead.

Theology is not what we know about God, but what we do not know about Nature.

The Catholic Church is a thousand times better than your Protestant Church upon that question [of damnation]. The Catholic Church believes in purgatory - that is, a place where a fellow can get a chance to make a motion for a new trial.