You Believe In A God Who Plays

I Used To Go Away For Weeks In A State Of Confusion.

A Tyranny Based On ... Deception And Maintained By Terror Must Inevitably Perish From The Poison It Generates Within Itself.

I Cannot Conceive Of A God Who Rewards And Punishes His [sic] Creatures, Or Has A Will Of The Type Of Which We Are Conscious Ourselves.

When I Was Young I Found Out That The Big Toe Always Ends Up Making A Hole In A Sock. So I Stopped Wearing Socks.

I Am Absolutely Convinced That No Wealth In The World Can Help Humanity Forward, Even In The Hands Of The Most Devoted Worker In This Cause. The Example Of Great And Pure Characters Is The Only Thing That Can Produce Fine Ideas And Noble Deeds. Money Only Appeals To Selfishness And Always Tempts Its Owners Irresistibly To Abuse It