There is no place in nature for extinction.

So potent was religion in persuading to evil deeds.

For fools admire and love those things they see hidden in verses turned all upside down, and take for truth what sweetly strokes the ears and comes with sound of phrases fine imbued.

Such crimes has superstition caused.

Yet a little while, and (the happy hour) will be over, nor ever more shall we be able to recall it.

Look at a man in the midst of doubt & danger and you will learn in his hour of adversity what he really is.

What can give us more sure knowledge than our senses? How else can we distinguish between the true and the false?