There Was A Time When Patience Ceased

Eternity Is Not Something That Begins After You Are Dead. It Is Going On All The Time.

To Be Surrounded By Beautiful Things Has Much Influence Upon The Human Creature; To Make Beautiful Things Has More.

The Peculiarity Of All Death-based Religions Is That Their Subject-matter Is Entirely Outside Of Facts. Men Could Think And Think, Talk And Argue, Advance, Deny, Assert, And Controversy, And Write Innumerable Books, Without Being Hampered At Any Time By Any Fact.

We Are Pushed Forward By The Social Forces, Reluctant And Stumbling, Our Faces Over Our Shoulders, Clutching At Every Relic Of The Past As We Are Forced Along; Still Adoring Whatever Is Behind Us. We Insist Upon Worshipping 'the God Of Our Fathers.' Why Not The God Of Our Children? Does Eternity Only Stretch One Way?

It Cannot Be Too Strongly Asserted That The Insistence On Blind, Unreasoning Faith Is Due Mainly To The Maintenance Of A Subject-matter Upon Which There Was No Knowledge, Namely The 'other World'; And That This Basis Was Assumed Because Of Early Man's Preoccupation With Death. It Is, Unfortunately, Quite Possible To Believe A Thing Which Is Contradicted By Facts, Especially If The Facts Are Not Generally Known; But If The Whole Position On Which We Rested Our Religions Had Been Visibly Opposed By What We Did Know, Even The Unthinking Masses Would, In Time, Have Noticed It.