God: A Disease We Imagine We Are

Great Persecutors Are Recruited Among Martyrs Whose Heads Haven't Been Cut Off.

Intelligence Flourishes Only In The Ages When Belief Withers.

Does Our Ferocity Not Derive From The Fact That Our Instincts Are All Too Interested In Other People? If We Attended More To Ourselves And Became The Center, The Object Of Our Murderous Inclinations, The Sum Of Our Intolerances Would Diminish.

Jealousy - That Jumble Of Secret Worship And Ostensible Aversion.

Sometimes I Wish I Were A Cannibal – Less For The Pleasure Of Eating Someone Than For The Pleasure Of Vomiting Him.