The Supreme End Is The Freedom Of

Man In The World's Life Works Out The Dreams Of God.

My God Is Love And Sweetly Suffers All.

To Listen To Some Devout People, One Would Imagine That God Never Laughs.

Life Was A Sorrowful Throb Of This Matter Teaching It Anguish, Teaching It Hope And Desire Trod Out Too Soon In The Mire, Life The Frail Joy That Regrets Its Briefness, Life The Long Sorrow.

To Attempt Social Reform, Educational Reform, Industrial Expansion, The Moral Improvement Of The Race Without Aiming, First And Foremost, At Political Freedom Is The Very Height Of Ignorance And Futility.