I can’t see (or feel) the conflict between love and religion. To me they’re the same thing.

The various modes of religion which prevailed in the Roman world were all considered by the people as equally true, by the philosophers equally false, and by the magistrate as equally useful.

God is a concept by which we measure our pain.

The important thing, I think, is not to be bitter. You know, if it turns out that there is a God, I don’t think that he’s evil. I think that the worst thing you could say about him is that basically he’s an underachiever. After all, you know, there are worse things in life than death.

God is a complex of ideas formed by the tribe, the nation, and humanity, which awake and organize social feelings and aim to link the individual to society and to bridle the zoological individualism.

So long as one believes in God, one has the right to do the Good in order to be moral.

Religion is by no means a proper subject of conversation in mixed company.

The nature of God is a circle, of which the center is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere.

God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant, and the cat. He has no real style. He just goes on trying other things.

To doubt everything or to believe everything are two equally convenient solutions; both dispense with the need for thought.

Among all nations, through the darkest polytheism glimmer some faint sparks of monotheism.

The most dangerous madmen are those created by religion, and people whose aim is to disrupt society always know how to make good use of them.

I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.