If You Ask Me To Tell You

Consider A Cow. A Cow Doesn't Have The Problem-solving Skill Of A Chimpanzee, Which Has Discovered How To Get Termites Out Of The Ground By Putting A Stick Into A Hole. Evolution Has Developed The Brain's Ability To Solve Puzzles, And At The Same Time Has Produced In Our Brain A Pleasure Of Solving Problems.

Let The Bible Be The Bible. It's Not About Science. It's Not Accurate History. It Is A Grab Bag Of Religious Fantasies Written By Many Authors. Some Of Its Myths, Like The Star Of Bethlehem, Are Very Beautiful. Others Are Dull And Ugly. Some Express Lofty Ideals, Such As The Parables Of Jesus. Others Are Morally Disgusting.

One Day, When I Was Doing Well In Class And Had Finished My Lessons, I Was Sitting There Trying To Analyze The Game Of Tic-tac-toe... The Teacher Came Along And Snatched My Papers On Which I Had Been Doodling... She Did Not Realize That Analyzing Tic-tac-toe Can Lead Into Dozens Of Non-trivial Mathematical Questions.

If You Ask Me To Tell You Anything About The Nature Of What Lies Beyond The Phaneron… My Answer Is “how Should I Know?”… I Am Not Dismayed By Ultimate Mysteries… I Can No More Grasp What Is Behind Such Questions As My Cat Can Understand What Is Behind The Clatter I Make While I Type This Paragraph.

A God Whose Creation Is So Imperfect That He Must Be Continually Adjusting It To Make It Work Properly Seems To Me A God Of Relatively Low Order, Hardly Worthy Of Any Worship.