I Am An Agnostic As To The

We Know Life Is Futile. A Man Who Considers That His Life Is Of Very Wonderful Importance Is Awfully Close To A Padded Cell.

Religion Is Based On The Insistence That Over And Above All Is A Purpose And A Guiding Hand That Is Beneficent And Kind, And Would Not Leave A Hair Unnumbered Or Let A Sparrow Fall Unnoticed To The Ground. Those Who Cherish Such Hallucinations Forget That The All-loving Power Is Inflicting Tuberculosis, Cancer, Famine, And Pestilence On The Trusting, Simple Sons Of Men.

Nothing Is So Loved By Tyrants As Obedient Subjects.

Some Of You Say Religion Makes People Happy. So Does Laughing Gas.

Someday I Hope To Write A Book Where The Royalties Will Pay For The Copies I Give Away.