The whole drift of my education goes to persuade me that the world of our present consciousness is only one out of many worlds of consciousness that exist.

There is but one unconditional commandment ... to bring about the very largest total universe of good which we can see.

I am tired of the position of the dried-up critic and doubter. The believer is the true full man. (from a biography of James by Robert D. Richardson)

We, the lineal representatives of the successful enactors of one scene of slaughter after another, must, whatever more pacific virtues we may also possess, still carry about with us, ready at any moment to burst into flame, the smoldering and sinister traits of character by means of which they lived through so many massacres, harming others, but themselves unharmed.

The self-same atoms which, chaotically dispersed, made the nebula, now, jammed and temporarily caught in peculiar positions, form our brains; and the 'evolution' of brains, if understood, would be simply the account of how the atoms came to be so caught and jammed.

For morality life is a war, and the service of the highest is a sort of cosmic patriotism which also calls for volunteers.

Our colleges ought to have lit up in us a lasting relish for a better kind of man, a loss of appetite for mediocrities.