Religion is not a matter of argument.

It is a wisdom that surpasses wisdom.

It drifts in men's souls as the foggy dew comes unbidden to the trees.

It is born before our soul, as the horned moon is born before our eyes.
"And now, my child, you might say, 'What is the use of sending me to China if he knows I cannot bring these millions into the fold?
My dear son, there is the wisdom surpassing wisdom.

A great and noble thought must not die.