He has room for people with very little sense, but He wants everyone to use what sense they have.

The world is so much larger than I thought. I thought we went along paths--but it seems there are no paths. The going itself is the path.

One can regard the moral law as an illusion, and so cut himself off from the common ground of humanity.

Any amount of theology can now be smuggled into people's minds under the cover of fiction without their knowing it.

The first action to be taken is to pull ourselves together. If we are going to be destroyed by an atomic bomb, let that bomb, when it comes, find us doing sensible and human things -- praying, working, teaching, reading, listening to music, bathing the children, playing tennis, chatting to our friends over a pint and a game of darts -- not huddled together like frightened sheep and thinking about bombs.

God doesn't want something from us. He simply wants us.

And he writhed inside at what seemed the cruelty and unfairness of the demand. He had not yet learned that if you do one good deed your reward usually is to do another and harder and better one.