How can we be “free” as conscious agents if everything that we consciously intend is caused by events in our brain that we do not intend and of which we are entirely unaware? We can’t.

The problem with religion, because it's been sheltered from criticism, is that it allows people to believe en masse what only idiots or lunatics could believe in isolation.

Either God can do nothing to stop catastrophes like this, or he doesn't care to, or he doesn't exist. God is either impotent, evil, or imaginary. Take your pick, and choose wisely.

A puppet is free as long as he loves his strings.

We have a choice. We have two options as human beings. We have a choice between conversation and war. That's it. Conversation and violence. And faith is a conversation stopper.

How we pay attention to the present moment...determin es the character of our experience and...the quality of our lives.

You can do what you decide to do — but you cannot decide what you will decide to do.

You don't get anything worth getting, by pretending to know things you don't know.

Jesus Christ—who, as it turns out, was born of a virgin, cheated death, and rose bodily into the heavens—can now be eaten in the form of a cracker

The position of the Muslim community in the face of all provocations seems to be: Islam is a religion of peace, and if you say that it isn't, we will kill you.

Religious moderation is the product of secular knowledge and scriptural ignorance.

Celebrate your achievements, but never let them sink you into the pool of complacency.

Time cannot be expanded accumulated mortgaged hastened or retarded.

Parents remain our touchstones, fellow travelers, even after death. They are both missing and present.

In friendship your heart is like a bell struck every time your friend is in trouble.

Credulity forges more miracles than trickery could invent.

I felt really strongly about this script [ Everybody Loves Somebody] because, like you said, it's a very specific way of life.

An apt quotation is like a lamp which flings its light over the whole sentence.

If I told you Jesus Christ was black you're going to be afraid of me because I'm telling you the truth. That's where I always come from.

Dying is the most hellishly boresome experience in the world! Particularly when it entails dying of 'natural causes'.