The Practical Effect Of A Belief Is

I Think There Is A Spiritual Scent In Us Which Feels Mischief Coming, As They Say Birds Scent Storms.

Who Shall Say That Those Poor Peasants Were Not Acting In The Spirit We Most Venerate, Most Adore; That Theirs Was Not The True Heart Language Which We Cannot Choose But Love? And What Has Been Their Reward? They Have Sent Down Their Name To Be The By-word Of All After Ages; The Worst Reproach Of The Worst Men A Name Convertible With Atheism And Devil-worship.

Where All Are Selfish, The Sage Is No Better Than The Fool, And Only Rather More Dangerous.

I Believe In God, Not Because The Bible Tells Me That He Is, But Because My Heart Tells Me So; And The Same Heart Tells Me We Can Only Have His Peace With Us If We Love Him And Obey Him, And That We Can Only He Happy When We Each Love Our Neighbour Better Than Ourselves.

We Are Complex, And Therefore, In Our Natural State, Inconsistent, Beings, And The Opinion Of This Hour Need Not Be The Opinion Of The Next.