Our habitual failure to recognise thought as thought, our habitual identification with discursive thought, is the primary source of human suffering.

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.

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.

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.

For a full two hours, he stood at that door, a cloud of uncertainty ruling his mind. Damian felt like his heart was about to burst. Could she love him? Was it really true?

I don't live in the past at all I'm always wanting to do something new. I make a point of constantly trying to forget and get things out of my mind.

Time is the school in which we learn, time is the fire in which we burn.

I don't really like the spotlight.

Kids are incredibly expensive. But it pays off later when they are better educated, bigger, and better-looking than you. And find you incessantly boring and uncool.

I think I would never be ready to do a regular job. I couldn’t go to the office every day at the same hour. I love my life. This freedom.

We're not raising grass. We're raising boys.

I'm weary of the battle. But a tired fighter can still be a fighter.

The Chameleon's face reminded Aristotle of a Baboon. Aristotle wasn't much of a looker himself.

Friendship flourishes at the fountain of forgiveness.