The destroyer of weeds, thistles, and thorns is a benefactor whether he soweth grain or not.

Who can over estimate the progress of the world if all the money wasted in superstition could be used to enlighten, elevate and civilize mankind?

To hate man and worship God seems to be the sum of all the creeds.

And why does this same God tell me how to raise my children when he had to drown his?

Theology is a superstition—Humanity a religion.

Not one of the learned gentlemen who pretend that the Mosaic laws are filled with justice and intelligence, would live, for a moment, in any country where such laws were in force.

God is the source of life, wealth and honour. Live life for His glory.

The future is forever a projection of the present.

If you had to pack your whole life into a suitcase-not just the practical things, like clothing, but the memories of the people you had lost and the girl you had once been-what would you take?

The sweetest apples are eaten first.

Isn't it weird? The way you remember things when it's gone.

A man lusts to become a god... and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?

Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to.

She knew that what Marianne and her mother conjectured one moment, they believed the next: that with them, to wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect.

We make every effort to see that our actions live up to our words and be vigilant with regards to our behavior.