For Me, My Thoughts Are

At An Early Age I Sucked Up The Milk Of Homer, Virgil, Horace, Terence, Anacreon, Plato And Euripides, Diluted With That Of Moses And The Prophets.

I Discuss With Myself Questions Of Politics, Love, Taste, Or Philosophy. I Let My Mind Rove Wantonly, Give It Free Rein To Followany Idea, Wise Or Mad That May Present Itself. My Ideas Are My Harlots.

Whether God Exists Or Does Not Exist, He Has Come To Rank Among The Most Sublime And Useless Truths.

If There Were A Reason For Preferring The Christian Religion To Natural Religion, It Would Be Because The Former Offers Us, On The Nature Of God And Man, Enlightenment That The Latter Lacks. Now, This Is Not At All The Case; For Christianity, Instead Of Clarifying, Gives Rise To An Infinite Multitude Of Obscurities And Difficulties.

The Bad Gives Rise To The Good, The Good Inspires The Better, The Better Produces The Excellent, The Excellent Is Followed By The Bizarre