Of All Studies, The One He Would

Charles Sumner's Mind Had Reached The Calm Of Water Which Receives And Reflects Images Without Absorbing Them; It Contains Nothing But Itself.

The Philosopher Says--i Am, And The Church Scouts His Philosophy. She Answers:--no! You Are Not, You Have No Existence Of Your Own. You Were And Are And Ever Will Be Only A Part Of The Supreme I Am, Of Which The Church Is The Emblem.

At The Utmost, The Active-minded Young Man Should Ask Of His Teacher Only Mastery Of His Tools. The Young Man Himself, The Subject Of Education, Is A Certain Form Of Energy; The Object To Be Gained Is Economy Of His Force; The Training Is Partly The Clearing Away Of Obstacles, Partly The Direct Application Of Effort. Once Acquired, The Tools And Models May Be Thrown Away.

Chaos Breeds Life; Order Creates Habit.

The Idea That Any Personal Deity Could Find Pleasure Or Profit In Torturing A Poor Woman, By Accident, With A Fiendish Cruelty Known To Man Only In Perverted And Insane Temperaments, Could Not Be Held For A Moment. For Pure Blasphemy, It Made Pure Atheism A Comfort.