Let us cultivate our garden.
Earth is an insane asylum, to which the other planets deport their lunatics.
Common sense is not so common.
Every beauty, when out of it's place, is a beauty no longer.
We are intelligent beings: intelligent beings cannot have been formed by a crude, blind, insensible being: there is certainly some difference between the ideas of Newton and the dung of a mule. Newton's intelligence, therefore, came from another intelligence
If God created us in his own image, we have more than reciprocated.