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“Are you really surprised by the endurance of religion? What ideology is likely to be more durable than one that conforms, at every turn, to our powers of wishful thinking? Hope is easy; knowledge is hard. Science is the one domain in which we human beings make a truly heroic effort to counter our innate biases and wishful thinking. Science is the one endeavor in which we have developed a refined methodology for separating what a person hopes is true from what he has good reason to believe. The methodology isn't perfect, and the history of science is riddled with abject failures of scientific objectivity. But that is just the point-these have been failures of science, discovered and corrected by-what, religion? No, by good science.”

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Sam Harris

Sam Harris is an American author, philosopher, and neuroscientist known for his work on atheism, rational thinking, and the scientific method. Born on April 9, 1967, Harris graduated from the University of California, Los Angeles with a Bachelor's degree in cognitive psychology. His writings, including 'Free Will', 'The End of Faith', and 'The Knowledge Problem', have sparked widespread debate around the world. Harris is also the host of several podcasts and television shows, including 'Sam Harris Podcast' and 'Waking Up with Sam Harris'. more

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