The water hollows out the stone, not by force but drop by drop.

... we in the light sometimes fear what is no more to be feared than the things children in the dark hold in terror and imagine will come true.

So much wrong could religion induce.

Those things that are in the light we behold from darkness.

For it is unknown what is the real nature of the soul, whether it be born with the bodily frame or be infused at the moment of birth, whether it perishes along with us, when death separates the soul and body, or whether it visits the shades of Pluto and bottomless pits, or enters by divine appointment into other animals.

Fear is the mother of all gods ... Nature does all things spontaneously, by herself, without the meddling of the gods.

Things stand apart so far and differ, that What's food for one is poison for another.