Who is Robert Green Ingersoll

Robert Green Ingersoll (; August 11, 1833 – July 21, 1899) was an American lawyer, writer, and orator during the Golden Age of Free Thought, who campaigned in defense of agnosticism. He was nicknamed "The Great Agnostic".

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Robert Ingersoll was born in Dresden, New York. His father, John Ingersoll, was an abolitionist-sympathizing Congregationalist preacher, whose radical opinions caused him and his family to relocate frequently. For a time, Rev. John Ingersoll substituted as preacher for American revivalist Charles G. Finney while Finney was on a tour of Europe. Upon Finney's return, Rev. Ingersoll remained for a few months as co-pastor/associate pastor with Finney. The elder Ingersoll's later pastoral experiences influenced young Robert negatively, ...
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Motuk98189: what light is to the eyes - what air is to the lungs - what love is to the heart, liberty is to the soul of man.,robert green ingersoll,love, light, eyes ,
Marchbigwin1000: it's more dangerous to have education and lack common sense than it is to have common sense and lack education. it is a thousand times better to have common sense without education than to have education without common sense. (robert green ingersoll)
Hasudi: "ignorance is the soil in which belief in miracles grows." ~robert green ingersoll~
Da13thsun: what light is to the eyes - what air is to the lungs - what love is to the heart, liberty is to the soul of man. robert green ingersoll
Momtalksstock: β€œin nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences.” - robert green ingersoll
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I'M Ceded-i'Ve Stopped Being Theirs
 by Emily Dickinson

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I'm ceded-I've stopped being Theirs-
The name They dropped upon my face
With water, in the country church
Is finished using, now,
And They can put it with my Dolls,
My childhood, and the string of spools,
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