In isolated societies creeds can be preserved. It is where people of different traditions, outlook and creeds mingle freely and read more

In isolated societies creeds can be preserved. It is where people of different traditions, outlook and creeds mingle freely and exchange ideas that religious beliefs begin to be eroded. No one changes his beliefs without some instigation, some novel experience, some modification of the customary course of things, and in a closed society people believe what all their fellows obviously believe. Only when they are brought into contact with persons whom they respect holding different views do they begin to look at their inherited beliefs critically.

Only the sinner has a right to preach.

Only the sinner has a right to preach.

If a man would follow, today, the teachings of the Old Testament, he would be a criminal. If he would read more

If a man would follow, today, the teachings of the Old Testament, he would be a criminal. If he would follow strictly the teachings of the New, he would be insane.

How many observe Christ's birthday! How few, his precepts! O! 'tis easier to keep holidays than commandments.

How many observe Christ's birthday! How few, his precepts! O! 'tis easier to keep holidays than commandments.

We are what we believe we are.

We are what we believe we are.

to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, read more

to be nobody-but-myself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make me everybody else means, to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight, and never stop fighting.

Fundamentalists believe Jesus was God becoming man. I believe that Jesus was man becoming God.

Fundamentalists believe Jesus was God becoming man. I believe that Jesus was man becoming God.

My mind is my own church.

My mind is my own church.

The intellectual is constantly betrayed by his vanity. Godlike he blandly assumes that he can express everything in words; whereas read more

The intellectual is constantly betrayed by his vanity. Godlike he blandly assumes that he can express everything in words; whereas the things one loves, lives, and dies for are not, in the last analysis completely expressible in words.