'There is no being eloquent for atheism. In that exhausted receiver the mind cannot use its wings, - the clearest proof that it is out of its elenent.'
Augustus Hare, born on this day in 1834. One of those forgotten Victorians (though his travel books still turn up in second-hand bookshops). Some enterprising soul wrote his biography 20 years ago or so - I have it somewhere. Can I lay my hand on it? No I cannot...
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