God is a mean-spirited, pugnacious bully bent on revenge against His children for failing to live up to his impossible standards.

That's beautiful: the hurrah game! well — it's our game: that's the chief fact in connection with it: America's game: has the snap, go fling, of the American atmosphere — belongs as much to our institutions, fits into them as significantly, as our constitutions, laws: is just as important in the sum total of our historic life.

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean

I act as the tongue of you, ... tied in your mouth . . . . in mine it begins to be loosened.

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or wake at night alone, I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

My call is the call of battle- I nourish active rebellion;/ He going with me must go well armed.

I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.