So much wrong could religion induce.
How many evils have flowed from religion.
We, peopling the void air, make gods to whom we impute the ills we ought to bear.
It is pleasurable, when winds disturb the waves of a great sea, to gaze out from land upon the great trials of another.
The wailing of the newborn infant is mingled with the dirge for the dead.
What is food to one man may be fierce poison to others