Shouldn't atheist have an equal obligation to explain pleasure in a world of randomness. Where does pleasure come from?

Progress is a comparative of which we have not settled the superlative.

Some of the most frantic lies on the face of life are told with modesty and restraint; for the simple reason that only modesty and restraint will save them.

A woman uses her intelligence to find reasons to support her intuition.

There nearly always is a method in madness.

The Sentimentalist, roughly speaking, is the man who wants to eat his cake and have it. He has no sense of honor about ideas; he will not see that one must pay for an idea as well as for anything else. He will have them all at once in one wild intellectual harem, no matter how much they quarrel and contradict each other.

It's the first effect of not believing in God that you lose your common sense.