God Forgive Me If I Do Wrong

It Has Been Strange To Me To Return To Life And To Feel That I Have Any Sympathy With Human Beings, After The Long Interval Of Quiet And Indifference Which Succeeded My Marriage.

As He Died To Make Men Holy, Let Us Live To Make Men Free.

I Want To Take The Word Christianity Back To Christ Himself, Back To That Mighty Heart Whose Pulse Seems To Throb Through The World Today, That Endless Fountain Of Charity Out Of Which I Believe Has Come All True Progress And All Civilization That Deserves The Name. I Go Back To That Great Spirit Which Contemplated A Sacrifice For The Whole Of Humanity. That Sacrifice Is Not One Of Exclusion, But Of An Infinite And Endless And Joyous Inclusion. And I Thank God For It.

When I Behold The Passion For Ornamentation, And The Corresponding Power, I Feel As If Women Had So Far Shown What They Are Bad For, Rather Than What They Are Good For.

I Think Nothing Is Religion Which Puts One Individual Absolutely Above Others, And Surely Nothing Is Religion Which Puts One Sex Above Another.