So, loath to suffer mute. We, peopling the void air, Make Gods to whom to impute The ills we ought to bear.

Nature, with equal mind, Sees all her sons at play Sees man control the wind, The wind sweep man away.

Is it so small a thing To have enjoy'd the sun, To have lived light in the spring, To have loved, to have thought, to have done; To have advanc'd true friends,…

We do not what we ought, What we ought not, we do, And lean upon the thought That chance will bring us through.

I sat reading in these chairs and felt somehow, in an abstract rather than a religious way, that suffering shapes you. Not only my own religious thought, but t…

The effect of Judaism's vigorous promotion of monotheism, and the dignity that this doctrine conferred on all humankind, as created in God's image, coupled wit…

At bottom God is nothing more than an exalted father.