I was born in a time when the majority of people had lost faith in God, for the same reason their elders had had it — without knowing why.1
A simple summary of why I think most atheists are naive in thinking that the absence of belief in God is a major step in the intellectual progress of the human race. The problem with people is not so much what is believed, but why it is believed.
Mi sed agradece un vaso de agua, no un mar de agua.2
Beautifully simple words, serving as a simple cure for Romanticism’s incurable need for excess.