Born again? No, I’m not. Excuse me for getting it right the first time.
People from every religion make claims that their god is real. All of
them can’t be right, but all of them can be wrong.
Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics: You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements - the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life - weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget Jesus. The stars died so that you could be here today.
We must respect the other fellow’s religion, but only in the sense and to the extent that we respect his theory that his wife is beautiful and his children smart.
When the power of love overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.
My atheism, like that of Spinoza, is true
piety towards the universe and denies only gods fashioned by men in
their own image, to be servants of their human interests.
We dance around in a ring and suppose, while the secret sits in the middle and knows.
Humankind will celebrate when the last king is hanged with the entrails of the last priest.