Victoria C. Woodhull: “Look back ere time was, and the face of earth, Lifeless and still, was solitude and dearth; No lovely valleys and no…”

Religion, clad in its robes “of purple and fine linen,” faring “sumptuously every day,” forgetting that Christ was cradled in a manger, and that His disciples were fishermen, continually cries, as did the “Pharisees and hypocrites” of old…

If they still live as spirits, if they have had better opportunities of obtaining wisdom and knowledge pertaining to earth-life than we—can this world avail itself of their assistance to establish on earth the government of heaven?

Prisons would be converted into asylums and workshops for the weak and unfortunate, and their keepers into superintendents and teachers.

Are they not better qualified to direct legislation now than the wisest among us?