The brilliant Schiller was wrong in his Joan of Arc when he said against stupidity the gods themselves contend in vain. It is actually by means of the gods that we make our stupidity and gullibility into something ineffable.

The worst days are when you feel foggy in the head - chemo-brain they call it. It's awful because you feel boring. As well as bored. And stupid. And resigned.

I think that there is no supernatural dimension. The natural world is quite wonderful enough. The more we know about it, the much more wonderful it is than any supernatural proposition.

Allow a friend to believe in a bogus prospectus or a false promise and you cease, after a short while, to be a friend at all.

I think the cultural task is to separate our impulses and needs and desires from the supernatural and, above all, from the superstitious.

A faction willing to take the risks of making war on the ossified status quo in the Middle East can be described as many things, but not as conservative.

Religion has been an enormous multiplier of tribal suspicion and hatred.