Ella Wheeler Wilcox on Religion

“So many gods, so many creeds— So many paths that wind and wind While just the art of being kind Is all the sad world needs.”

“The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I; Nor church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high. But I float on the bosom of faith, that bears me along like a river; And the lamp of my soul is alight with love, for life, and the world, and the Giver.”