Happiness: being able to forget or, to express in a more learned fashion.

Without music, life would be a mistake... I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.

For out of fear and need each religion is born, creeping into existence on the byways or reason.

The "religion of pity" to which people would like to convert us- oh, we know well enough the hysterical little men and women who need this religion at present as a veil and an adornment!

What is not intelligible to me is not necessarily unintelligent

Error has made man so deep, sensitive, and inventive that he has put forth such blossoms as religions and arts. Pure knowledge could not have been capable of it.

A man should not play the coward to his deeds. He should not repudiate them once he has performed them. Pangs of conscience are indecent.