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

To place oneself in the position of God is painful: being God is equivalent to being tortured. For being God means that one is in harmony with all that is, including the worst. The existence of the worst evils is unimaginable unless God willed them.

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.

We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.

One religion is as true as another.

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.

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.

If God did not exist, it would be necessary to invent him.

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

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.

The state dictates and coerces; religion teaches and persuades. The state enacts laws; religion gives commandments. The state is armed with physical force and makes use of it if need be; the force of religion is love and benevolence.

Reason and experience both forbid us to expect that national morality can prevail in exclusion of religious principle.

An irreligious man is not one who denies the gods of the majority, but one who applies to the gods the opinions of the majority. For what most men say about the gods are not ideas derived from sensation, but false opinions, according to which the greatest evils come to the wicked, and the greatest blessings come to the good from the gods.