Let Us Agree Not To Step On

Upon The Great Questions Of Origin, Of Destiny, Of Immortality, Of . . . Other Worlds, Every Honest Man Must Say, 'i Do Not Know.' Upon These Questions, This Is The Creed Of Intelligence.

Give To Every Human Being Every Right That You Claim For Yourself.

In The Presence Of Eternity, The Mountains Are As Transient As The Clouds.

On Every Hand There Seems To Be Design To Defeat Design. If God Created Man - If He Is The Father Of Us All, Why Did He Make The Criminals, The Insane, The Deformed And Idiotic? Should The Mother, Who Clasps To Her Breast An Idiot Child, Thank God?

It Is An Old Habit With Theologians To Beat The Living With The Bones Of The Dead.