We Monsters Are Necessary To Nature Also.

What Do I See In The God Of That Infamous Sect If Not An Inconsistent And Barbarous Being, Today The Creator Of A World Of Destruction He Repents Of Tomorrow; What Do I See There But A Frail Being Forever Unable To Bring Man To Heel And Force Him To Bend A Knee. This Creature, Although Emanated From Him, Dominates Him, Knows How To Offend Him And Thereby Merit Torments Eternally! What A Weak Fellow, This God!

There Are Thorns Everywhere, But Along The Path Of Vice, Roses Bloom Above Them.

What You Call Disorder Is Nothing Else Than One Of The Laws Of The Order You Comprehend Not And Which You Have Erroneously Named Disorder Because Its Effects, Though Good For Nature, Run Counter To Your Convenience Or Jar Your Opinions.

Crime Is To The Passions What Nervous Fluid Is To Life: It Sustains Them, It Supplies Their Strength.

Every Principle Is A Judgment, Every Judgment The Outcome Of Experience, And Experience Is Only Acquired By The Exercise Of The Senses; Whence It Follows That Religious Principles Bear Upon Nothing Whatever And Are Not In The Slightest Innate. Ignorance And Fear, You Will Repeat To Them, Ignorance And Fear - Those Are The Twin Bases Of Every Religion.