Wherever Men Do Things, Other Men Will

Grow Strong, My Comrade … That You May Stand Unshaken When I Fall; That I May Know The Shattered Fragments Of My Song Will Come At Last To Finer Melody In You; That I May Tell My Heart That You Begin Where Passing I Leave Off, And Fathom More.

The Only Real Revolution Is In The Enlightenment Of The Mind And The Improvement Of Character, The Only Real Emancipation Is Individual, And The Only Real Revolutionists Are Philosophers And Saints.

[h]istory Assures Us That Civilizations Decay Quite Leisurely.

To Rulers Religion, Like Almost Everything Else, Is A Tool Of Power.

I Feel For All Faiths The Warm Sympathy Of One Who Has Come To Learn That Even The Trust In Reason Is A Precarious Faith, And That We Are All Fragments Of Darkness Groping For The Sun. I Know No More About The Ultimates Than The Simplest Urchin In The Streets.