"Conscience is born of love," wrote Shakespeare. In the alembic of this glorious truth all the terrors of the Jewish-Christian religion dissolve into nothingness. A word from Shakespeare, and the nightmares of the past are no more. Love!--attachment, devotion, friendship, behold the cradle in which conscience was born! Fear is a tomb--it lives upon hell. Love is a cradle, nursing into being and maturity all that is good, all that is true, all that is beautiful. Says Tennyson:= ``"Perplext in faith, but pure in deeds ```At last he beat his music out. ``There lives more faith in honest doubt, `Believe me, than in half the creeds."= This _is_ music, and it descends over the babel of wrangling creeds, as the sunlight, after a long storm, over the spent and weary waves. THE INDEPENDENT RELIGIOUS SOCIETY Believes ``That the greatest good in life is Truth. ``Without Truth--love, hope, charity ``and all other human virtues dark ``en. Truth is to life what the sun ``is to the world. We believe that ``the only Truth which can be trusted ``is that which can be tested. End of Project Gutenberg's Morality Without God, by M. M. Mangasarian