Since We Cannot Know All That There

That A Religion May Be True, It Must Have Knowledge Of Our Nature.

We Are Fools To Depend Upon The Society Of Our Fellow-men. Wretched As We Are, Powerless As We Are, They Will Not Aid Us; We Shall Die Alone.

Let Us Imagine A Number Of Men In Chains And All Condemned To Death, Where Some Are Killed Each Day In The Sight Of The Others, And Those Who Remain See Their Own Fate In That Of Their Fellows And Wait Their Turn, Looking At Each Other Sorrowfully And Without Hope. It Is An Image Of The Condition Of Man.

All Our Reasoning Boils Down To Yielding To Sentiment.

Most Of The Evils Of Life Arise From Man's Being Unable To Sit Still In A Room.