Reason is the light, the sun of the brain. It is the compass of the mind, the ever-constant Northern Star, the mountain peak that lifts itself above all clouds.

If there be an infinite Being, he does not need our help - we need not waste our energies in his defense.

Custom meets us at the cradle and leaves us only at the tomb.

If we admit that some infinite being has controlled the destinies of persons and peoples, history becomes a most cruel and bloody farce.

I cannot see why we should expect an infinite God to do better in another world than he does in this.

When one of your children tells a lie, be honest with him; tell him that you have told hundreds of them yourself. Tell him it is not the best way; that you have tried it. Tell him as the man did in Maine when his boy left home: "John, honesty is the best policy; I have tried both."

Character survives; goodness lives; love is immortal.