Not every religion has to have St. Augustine's attitude to sex. Why even in our culture marriages are celebrated in a church, everyone present knows what is going to happen that night, but that doesn't prevent it being a religious ceremony.

The popular scientific books by our scientists aren't the outcome of hard work, but are written when they are resting on their laurels.

There are, indeed, things that cannot be put into words. They make themselves manifest. They are what is mystical.

An honest religious thinker is like a tightrope walker. He almost looks as though he were walking on nothing but air. His support is the slenderest imaginable. And yet it really is possible to walk on it.

A philosopher always finds more grass to feed upon in the valleys of stupidity than on the arid heights of intelligence.

The philosopher is not a citizen of any community of ideas, that is what makes him a philosopher.

Ask yourself whether our language is complete--whether it was so before the symbolism of chemistry and the notation of the infinitesimal calculus were incorporated in it; for these are, so to speak, suburbs of our language. (And how many houses or streets does it take before a town begins to be a town?) Our language can be seen as an ancient city: a maze of little streets and squares, of old and new houses, and of houses with additions from various periods; and this surrounded by a multitude of new boroughs with straight regular streets and uniform houses.