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The Infinite, From Which Comes The Impulse That Lead Us To Activity, Is Not The Highest Reason, But Higher Than Reason; Not The Highest Goodness, But Higher Than Goodness.

It May Be Impossible For A Man By Merely Willing It To Add Wings To His Body, But It Is Possible For Any Man, By Merely Willing It, To Add Wings To His Soul. This Perennial Miracle Of The Moral Nature Is Capable Of Happening At Any Time.

The Ethical Society, Therefore, Is Like A Church In Maintaining, And Emphasizing The Importance Of Maintaining The Custom Of Public Assemblies On Sunday.

It Is Our Hope, That Men In Proportion As They Grow More Enlightened, Will Learn To Hold Their Theories And Their Creeds More Loosely, And Will None The Less, Nay, Rather All The More Be Devoted To The Supreme End Of Practical Righteousness To Which All Theories And Creeds Must Be Kept Subservient.

Religion Is A Wizard, A Sibyl . . . She Faces The Wreck Of Worlds, And Prophesies Restoration. She Faces A Sky Blood-red With Sunset Colours That Deepen Into Darkness, And Prophesies Dawn. She Faces Death, And Prophesies Life.