From: suzych@swcp.com   
      
   In article ,   
   Alistair@nothere.com wrote:   
      
   > "When I became convinced that the universe is natural, that all the   
   > ghosts and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul,   
   > into every drop of my blood the sense, the feeling, the joy of   
   > freedom. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was   
   > flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles became   
   > dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. There was for me   
   > no master in all the wide world, not even in infinite space. I was   
   > free, free to think, to express my thoughts, free to live my own   
   > ideal, free to live for myself and those I loved, free to use all my   
   > faculties, all my senses, free to spread imagination's wings, free to   
   > investigate, to guess and dream and hope, free to judge and determine   
   > for myself . . . I was free! I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously   
   > faced all worlds."   
   >   
   >                                                 Robert G. Ingersoll   
      
   Nice; thanks.  I'd not come across this before.   
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