Respectability, regularity, and routine - the whole cast-iron discipline of a modern industrial society - have atrophied the artistic impulse, and imprisoned love so that it can no longer be generous and free and creative, but must be either stuffy or furtive.

...the nonexistence of God makes more difference to some of us than to others. To me, it means that there is no absolute morality, that moralities are sets of social conventions devised by humans to satisfy their needs.

When a man tells you that he knows the exact truth about anything you are safe in inferring that he is an inexact man.

Why repeat the old errors, if there are so many new errors to commit?

Neither a man nor a crowd nor a nation can be trusted to act humanely or to think sanely under the influence of a great fear.

As soon as we abandon our own reason, and are content to rely upon authority, there is no end to our troubles.

Great God in Boots! – the ontological argument is sound!