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The Crossroads Of Trade Are The Meeting Place Of Ideas, The Attrition Ground Of Rival Customs And Beliefs; Diversities Beget Conflict, Comparison, Thought; Superstitions Cancel One Another, And Reason Begins.

The Islamic Conquest Of India Is Probably The Bloodiest Story In History. It Is A Discouraging Tale, For Its Evident Moral Is That Civilization Is A Precious Good, Whose Delicate Complex Of Order And Freedom, Culture And Peace, Can At Any Moment Be Overthrown By Barbarians Invading From Without Or Multiplying Within.

Historically The Belief In Heaven And The Belief In Utopia Are Like Compensatory Buckets In A Well: When One Goes Down The Other Comes Up. When The Classic Religions Decayed, Communistic Agitation Rose In Athens (430 B.c.), And Revolution Began In Rome (133 B.c.); When These Movements Failed, Resurrection Faiths Succeeded, Culminating In Christianity; When, In Our Eighteenth Century, Christian Belief Weakened, Communism Reappeared. In This Perspective The Future Of Religion Is Secure.

The Individual Succumbs, But He Does Not Die If He Has Left Something To Mankind.

The Institutional Church (ecclesia) Has Killed Only Two Kinds Of People: Those Who Do Not Believe In The Teachings Of Jesus Christ, And Those Who Do.