Whatsoever is, is in God.

God is a concept by which we measure our pain.

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

Talk to me about the truth of religion and I’ll listen gladly. Talk to me about the duty of religion and I’ll listen submissively. But don’t come talking to me about the consolations of religion or I shall suspect that you don’t understand.

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

The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.

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.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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.