All religion is slavery.

We do not need the forgiveness of God, but of each other and of ourselves.

Ignorance worships mystery; reason explains it; the one grovels, the other soars.

The record of a generous life runs like a vine around the memory of our dead, and every sweet unselfish act is now a perfumed flower.

Today the intelligence of the world denies the miraculous. Ignorance is the soil of the supernatural. The foundation of Christianity has crumbled, has disappeared, and the entire fabric must fall. The natural is true. The miraculous is false.

As long as every question is answered by the word "God," scientific inquiry is simply impossible.

In the presence of death I affirm and reaffirm the truth of all that I have said against the superstitions of the world. I would say that much on the subject with my last breath.