The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.

I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees.

My point is$$$ life is about balance. The good and the bad. The highs and the lows. The pina and the colada.

How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.

Men do not change. They unmask themselves.

I learn life from the poets.

My passion is for scientific truth. I don't much care about good and evil. I care about what's true.

Men never do evil so completely and cheerfully as when they do it from religious conviction.

one of the truly bad effects of religion is that it teaches us that it is a virtue to be satisfied with not understanding.

Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?