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“...The existence or non-existence of an undefined 'god' are quite pointless. [From 'Why I am a Secular Humanist']”

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“[Obituary of atheist philosopher Richard Robinson] An Atheist's Values is one of the best short accounts of liberalism (a term Robinson accepted) and humanism (a term he ignored) produced during the present century, all the more powerful for its lucidity and moderation, its wit and wisdom. It may now seem old-fashioned, but during those confused alarms of struggle and fight between the ignorant armies of left and right, thousands of readers must have taken inspiration from Richard Robinson's rational defence of rationalism. It is a pity that it is now out of print, when there is still so much nonsense and so little sense in the world.”

“MEMED'E SON MEKTUBUMDUR ... Ölmekten, oğlum korkmuyorum, ama ne de olsa iş arasında bazan, irkilip ansızın, yahut yalnızlığında uyku öncesinin günleri saymak biraz zor. Dünyaya doymak olmuyor, Memet doymak olmuyor... Dünyada kiracı gibi değil, yazlığına gelmiş gibi de değil, yaşa dünyada babanın eviymiş gibi... Tohuma, toprağa, denize inan, insana hepsinden önce. Bulutu, makinayı, kitabı sev, insanı hepsinden önce. Kuruyan dalın sönen yıldızın sakat hayvanın duy kederini, ama hepsinden önce de insanın. Sevindirsin seni cümlesi nimetlerin sevindirsin seni karanlık ve aydınlık, sevindirsin seni dört mevsim, ama hepsinden önce insan sevindirsin seni. ...”

“Today is my thirtieth birthday and I sit on the ocean wave in the schoolyard and wait for Kate and think of nothing. Now in the thirty-first year of my dark pilgrimage on this earth and knowing less than I ever knew before, having learned only to recognize merde when I see it, having inherited no more from my father than a good nose for merde, for every species of shit that flies—my only talent—smelling merde from every quarter, living in fact in the very century of merde, the great shithouse of scientific humanism where needs are satisfied, everyone becomes an anyone, a warm and creative person, and prospers like a dung beetle, and one hundred percent of people are humanists and ninety-eight percent believe in God, and men are dead, dead, dead; and the malaise has settled like a fall-out and what people really fear is not that the bomb will fall but that the bomb will not fall—on this my thirtieth birthday, I know nothing and there is nothing to do but fall prey to desire.”

“We are sorry about the way things turned out. We gave, in the phrasing of our words if not literally in the words themselves, the false impression that these pages might hold some small fragment, some slight fragrance of a greater truth. That there might be something here to be learned. Before we go any further the author of this cartoon wishes to make an apology. Such an impression was deliberately cultivated. It is a ruse. It is a lie. We are every bit as lost and afraid as children abandoned in a wood: every bit as lost as you.”