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“Whenever we read the obscene stories, the voluptuous debaucheries, the cruel and torturous executions, the unrelenting vindictiveness, with which more than half the Bible is filled, it would be more consistent that we called it the word of a demon, than the word of God. It is a history of wickedness, that has served to corrupt and brutalize mankind; and, for my part, I sincerely detest it, as I detest everything that is cruel.”

Quote by Thomas Paine

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The age of reason

Pensado by Thomas Paine, this seminal text delves into the author's beliefs regarding the role of reason in understanding the world and its implications for religion and governance. It is a critical examination of the supernatural and the divine, advocating for a rational approach to understanding the universe. more

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Thomas Paine
Thomas Paine

Thomas Paine, born on February 9, 1737, and died on June 8, 1809, was a prominent American writer, political figure, and philosopher during the American Revolutionary War. He is renowned for his radical democratic ideas and his contributions to the American independence movement. more

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