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The Lure Of Happiness And The Fear Of Pain . . . Are The Two Forces Which Have Through Untold Millenniums Kept What We Usually Call Life From Destruction By The Ever Encroaching Outside Forces Of Destruction.

Science, Unlike Theology, Never Leads To Insanity.

Nature Is Not Personal. She Is The Compound Of All These Processes Which Move Through The Universe To Effect The Results We Know As Life And Of All The Ordinances Which Govern That Universe And That Make Life Continuous. She Is No More The Hebrew's Jehovah Than She Is The Physicist's Force; She Is As Much Providence As She Is Electricity; She Is Not The Great Pattern Any More Than She Is The Blind Chance.

If We Had Paid No More Attention To Our Plants Than We Have To Our Children, We Would Now Be Living In A Jungle Of Weed.

However, When It Can Be Proved To Me That There Is Immortality, That There Is Resurrection Beyond The Gates Of Death, Then Will I Believe. Until Then, No.