The meanest hut with love in it is a palace fit for the gods, and a palace without love is a den only fit for wild beasts.

Whoever saw an angel barefooted?

No man should kill himself as long as he can be of the least use to anybody, and if you cannot find some person that you are willing to do something for, find a good dog and take care of him. You have no idea how much better you will feel.

There is no necessity for going to the church and hearing the same story forever. Let the minister write what he wishes to say. Let him publish it. If it is worth buying, people will read it. It is hardly fair to get them in a church in the name of duty and there inflict upon them a sermon that under no circumstances they would read...the idea of going fifty-two days in a year to hear anybody on the same subject is absurd.

If the Bible and my brain are both the work of the same infinite God, whose fault is it that the book and my brain do not agree?

Kindness is the sunshine in which virtue grows.

Take from the church the miraculous, the supernatural, the incomprehensible, the unreasonable, the impossible, the unknowable, the absurd, and nothing but a vacuum remains.