With me$$$ everything turns into mathematics.

At last I will devote myself sincerely and without reservation to the general demolition of my opinions.

Nature is a dictionary; one draws words from it.

Be warned that if you wish$$$ as I do$$$ to build a society in which individuals cooperate generously and unselfishly towards a common good$$$ you can expect little help from biological nature.

A proper understanding of the magnificence of the real world$$$ while never becoming a religion$$$ can fill the inspirational role that religion has historically - and inadequately - usurped.

Predators seem beautifully 'designed' to catch prey animals$$$ while the prey animals seem equally beautifully 'designed' to escape them. Whose side is God on?

If this dysfunctional family was the best Sodom had to offer by way of morals$$$ some might begin to feel a certain sympathy with God and his judicial brimstone.

All other things to their destruction draw$$$ Only our love hath no decay...

There are all sorts of things that would be comforting. I expect an injection of morphine would be comforting... But to say that something is comforting is not to say that it's true.

The assignment of purpose to everything is called teleology. Children are native teleologists$$$ and many never grow out of it.