Theology is still the arena in which our basest passions vaunt themselves, stalking with head erect and brazen front over all that dares to separate itself from the stereotyped rule.
In its stifling atmosphere, free thought gasps and one becomes an unreasoning puppet.
We must see the truth in our neighbour's belief and wipe away the sectarian jealousy and theological bitterness―the anger and ill-will―the rancour and Pharisaic pride, which have disgraced the name of religion.
Each system of religion is a ray of truth from the Central Sun, dimmed by our ignorance, but having within it a germ of vital truth.
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