All Quotes By Tag: Religion

“The Lord is much like the air around us. The air is all around us, it is everywhere. Even though we can’t see it, it is there, we know it is there, because we are breathing. The Lord is everywhere too, you can’t see Him, but He is there, we know He is there, because we are breathing. (Page 183)”

“Дядя Лота — Авраам — является основателем всех трёх «великих» монотеистических религий. Благодаря своему патриаршему статусу он достоин служить образцом для подражания разве что чуть меньше самого бога. Но кто из современных моралистов согласился бы следовать его примеру? Ещё на заре своей долгой жизни Авраам, чтобы пережить голод, в сопровождении жены Сарры отправился в Египет. Сообразив, что египтяне, возможно, соблазнятся его красавицей женой и это поставит жизнь мужа под угрозу, он решает выдать её за свою сестру. Как таковую её забирают в гарем фараона, который, соответственно, осыпает Авраама почестями. Богу, однако, эта ловкая проделка пришлась не по вкусу, и он наслал болезнь на фараона и дом его (интересно, почему не на Авраама?). Расстроенный, как нетрудно догадаться, фараон поинтересовался, почему Авраам скрыл от него, что Сарра — его жена, затем вернул её Аврааму и выпроводил обоих из Египта (Быт. 12:18–19). Как ни поразительно, впоследствии эта парочка пыталась сыграть такую же шутку с Авимелехом, царём Герарским. Авраам и его уговорил жениться на Сарре, выдав её за сестру (Быт. 20:2–5). Позднее тот, в сходных с фараоном выражениях, выразил своё возмущение; и трудно им обоим не посочувствовать. И не является ли это очередное повторение текста дополнительным свидетельством его ненадёжности?”

“The world of fundamental religion does not recognize even the slightest variation in meaning should this meaning fall outside its own definition of truth.”

“But yet it is evident that religion consists so much in affection, as that without holy affection there is no true religion; and no light in the understanding is good which does not produce holy affection in the heart: no habit or principle in the heart is good which has no such exercise; and no external fruit is good which does not proceed from such exercises.”

“It can certainly be misleading to take the attributes of a movement, or the anxieties and contradictions of a moment, and to personalize or ‘objectify’ them in the figure of one individual. Yet ordinary discourse would be unfeasible without the use of portmanteau terms—like ‘Stalinism,’ say—just as the most scrupulous insistence on historical forces will often have to concede to the sheer personality of a Napoleon or a Hitler. I thought then, and I think now, that Osama bin Laden was a near-flawless personification of the mentality of a real force: the force of Islamic jihad. And I also thought, and think now, that this force absolutely deserves to be called evil, and that the recent decapitation of its most notorious demagogue and organizer is to be welcomed without reserve. Osama bin Laden’s writings and actions constitute a direct negation of human liberty, and vent an undisguised hatred and contempt for life itself.”

“Dad was on the porch, pacing back and forth in that uneven stride he had on account of having a gimp leg. When he saw, he let out a yelp of delight and started hobbling down the steps towards us. Mom came running out of the house. She sank down on her knees, clasped her hands in front of her, and started praying up to the heavens, thanking the Lord for delivering her children from the flood.It was she who had saved us, she declared, by staying up all night praying. “You get down on your knees and thank your guardian angel,” she said. “And thank me, too.”Helen and Buster got down and started praying with Mom, but I just stood there looking at them. The way I saw it. I was the one who’d saved us all, not Mom and not some guardian angel. No one was up in that cottonwood tree except the three of us. Dad came alongside me and put his arms around my shoulders.”There weren’t no guardian angel, Dad,” I said. I started explaining how I’d gotten us to the cottonwood tree in time, figuring out how to switch places when our arms got tired and keeping Buster and Helen awake through the long night by quizzing them.Dad squeezed my shoulder. “Well, darling,” he said, “maybe the angel was you.”

“Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion…Appearance should not be mistaken for truth; narrow human doctrines that only tend to elate and magnify few, should not be substituted for the world-redeeming creed of Christ.”

“Bib Block was sure that in any part of the country at all, whenever the name of this road was mentioned, people’s hearts pivoted like Moslems to the east and flopped over. Sooner of later, he believed, at one stage of the journey or another, all roads led to the New Jersey Turnpike.”

“Proof’ is the hallmark of religion.”

“Просто есть такие люди, они… они чересчур много думают о том свете и потому никак не научатся жить на этом.(Мисс Моди Эткинсон – Глазастику Финч)”

“The tendency to turn human judgements into divine commands turns religion into one of the most dangerous forces in the world.”

“Я мог бы влюбиться в неё по уши и стал бы невыносимо требовательным, предъявляя на неё собственные права; но я слишком часто грешил этим прежде, чтобы не знать, что стремление лишить партнёра независимости прямым путём ведёт к беде. Желание обладать тесно связано с желанием изменить, переделать; а она очень нравилась мне такой, какой была. Так же как фраза «Я верю в Бога» часто означает просто «Я верю, что нет необходимости думать», слова «Я тебя люблю» слишком часто оказываются иносказанием «Я хочу обладать тобою».”

“I assert most unhesitatingly, that the religion of the south is a mere covering for the most horrid crimes, – a justifier of the most appalling barbarity, – a sanctifier of the most hateful frauds, – and a dark shelter under, which the darkest, foulest, grossest, and most infernal deeds of the slaveholders find the strongest protection. Were I to be again reduced to the chains of slavery, next to enslavement, I should regard being the slave of a religious master the greatest calamity that could befall me. For of all slaveholders with whom I have ever met, religious slaveholders are the worst. I have ever found them the meanest and basest, the most cruel and cowardly, of all others.”

“Johnson is a radical skeptic, insisting, in the best Socratic tradition, that everything be put on the table for examination. By contrast, most skeptics opposed to him are selective skeptics, applying their skepticism to the things they dislike (notably religion) and refusing to apply their skepticism to the things they do like (notably Darwinism). On two occasions I’ve urged Michael Shermer, publisher of Skeptic Magazine, to put me on its editorial board as the resident skeptic of Darwinism. Though Shermer and I know each other and are quite friendly, he never got back to me about joining his editorial board.”

“Modern Romans insisted that there was only one god, a notion that struck Alobar as comically simplistic. Worse, this Semitic deity was reputed to be jealous (what was there to be jealous of if there were no other gods?), vindictive, and altogether foul-tempered. If you didn’t serve the nasty fellow, the Romans would burn your house down. If you did serve him, you were called a Christian and got to burn other people’s houses down.”