God is an hypothesis$$$ and$$$ as such$$$ stands in need of proof: the onus probandi rests on the theist.
The great secret of morals is Love; or a going out of our own nature$$$ and an identification of ourselves with the beautiful which exists in thought$$$ action$$$ or person$$$ not our own.
As long as skies are blue$$$ and fields are green<br>Evening must usher night$$$ night urge the morrow$$$<br>Month follow month with woe$$$ and year wake year to sorrow.
The cloud of mind is discharging its collected lightning.
Learn from my miseries$$$ and do not seek to increase your own.
That is what all poets do: they talk to themselves out loud; and the world overhears them
The best place to seek God is in a garden. You can dig for him there.
Atrocities are not less atrocities when they occur in laboratories and are called medical research.
Gentle Jesus$$$ meek and mild' is a snivelling modern invention$$$ with no warrant in the gospels.
One man that has a mind and knows it can always beat ten men who haven't and don't.