A child raised on a desert island, alone, without social interaction, without language, and thus lacking empathy, is still a sentient being.
The only answer to the endless chains of why, why, why is that the alternatives died
Words are memes that can be pronounced.
I think religion for many people is some sort of moral viagra.
Imagination is cheap as long as you don't have to worry about the details.
There are no good reasons to believe in god.