Fanaticism Is Just One Step Away From

When Superstition Is Allowed To Perform The Task Of Old Age In Dulling The Human Temperament, We Can Say Goodbye To All Excellence In Poetry, In Painting, And In Music.

It Is Not Human Nature We Should Accuse But The Despicable Conventions That Pervert It.

If You Want Me To Believe In God, You Must Make Me Touch Him.

Time, Matter, Space - All, It May Be, Are No More Than A Point.

To Describe Women, The Pen Should Be Dipped In The Humid Colors Of The Rainbow, And The Paper Dried With The Dust Gathered From The Wings Of A Butterfly.