The deeper minds of all ages have had pity for animals.

But this people has deliberately made itself stupid, for nearly a millennium: nowhere have the two great European narcotics, alcohol and Christianity, been abused more dissolutely.

Shared joys make a friend, not shared sufferings.

I have not come to know atheism as a result of logical reasoning and still less as an event in my life: in me it is a matter of instinct.

To think historically is almost the same thing now as if in all ages history had been made according to theory.

Most people are far too much occupied with themselves to be malicious.

A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything.