It’s amazing how God leaves His fingerprints on my life.
It was, of course, a lie what you read about my religious convictions, a lie which is being systematically repeated. I do not believe in a personal God and I have never denied this but have expressed it clearly. If something is in me which can be called religious then it is the unbounded admiration for the structure of the world so far as our science can reveal it.
It is not because Angels are Holier than Men or Devils that makes them Angels, but because they do not Expect Holiness from one another, but from God only.
It is natural to believe in God when you’re alone – quite alone, in the night, thinking about death…
It is embarrassing to know that one is a god of a world that only exists because every improbability curve must have its far end.
It is astonishing what force, purity and wisdom it requires for a human being to keep clear of falsehoods.
In this world, all – men, women, and kings – must live for the present. We can only live for the future for God.[En ce monde, il faut pour tous, hommes, femmes et rois, vivre au présent ; nous ne devons vivre selon l’avenir que pour Dieu.]
In the first element God is beyond time.
In the absence of God he had found Man. Man killing man, man helping man, both of them anonymous: the scourge and the blessing.
In God there is no hunger that needs to be filled, only plenteousness that desires to give.
In default of any other proof, the thumb would convince me of the existence of a God.
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
