The slow, the never ending approach to truth consists in perpetually forming and testing hypotheses, accepting those at which at the time seem to fit the facts and rejecting the others.

By religion, then, I understand a propitiation or conciliation of powers superior to man which are believed to direct and control the course of nature and of human life.

The custom of burning a beneficent god is too foreign to later modes of thought to escape misinterpretation.

Small minds cannot grasp great ideas; to their narrow comprehension, their purblind vision, nothing seems really great and important but themselves.

The second principle of magic: things which have once been in contact with each other continue to act on each other at a distance after the physical contact has been severed.

The advance of knowledge is an infinite progression towards a goal that ever recedes.

In point of fact magicians appear to have often developed into chiefs and kings.

It is a common rule with primitive people not to waken a sleeper, because his soul is away and might not have time to get back.

The question whether our conscious personality survives after death has been answered by almost all races of men in the affirmative.

The man of science, like the man of letters, is too apt to view mankind only in the abstract, selecting in his consideration only a single side of our complex and many-sided being.

Man has created gods in his own likeness and being himself mortal he has naturally supposed his creatures to be in the same sad predicament.

But like the legless man, I'm unaccountably fascinated by those who can dance.

Christ cannot live His life today in this world without our mouth, without our eyes, without our going and coming, without our heart. When we love, it is Christ loving through us.

I have an irregular heartbeat, so that means a fair amount of medication - and I have blood pressure pills, too, but no vitamins or supplements.

A rotten ship is not afraid of the storms!

For the machine, because of the way it is built, can work only in a given direction, no matter who pulls its levers.

Just shut up!!!!! this is all your fault!!!!! I hate you!!!!!" -Kagome

My mama taught me that anything worth doing in life should be a little scary.

Success is never so interesting as struggle

Discomfort guides my tongue And bids me speak of nothing but despair.