Quotes About Religion

Atheism is having a heyday in the born-again United States.

I would not call myself Catholic anymore, but I went to 16 years of Catholic school: grade school, high school and college.

In high school and college, I did not have any Christian friends except my best friend Sarah, who I actually 'brought to Jesus.'

I believe in a higher power. Some people out there don't.

I definitely believe in a God and in a higher power, and I definitely take from many different religious cultures. I go to church.

There's got to be a higher power.

I believe that the Internet is the information highway. I'm religious about this. I don't think it's cable television.

The Boy Scouts of America is no longer entirely what people think it is. Essentially, it has been hijacked by religious conservatives.

I've always felt that even though a man was not a Christian, he still has to know the truth some way or another. Or if he was a Christian, he could know the truth. The truth itself doesn't have any name on it to me. And each man has to find this for himself, I think.

Hindi cinema has only one religion, and that's money.

Hocuspocus religions and archaic weapons are no substitute for a good blaster at your side

There is one kind of religion in which the more devoted a man is, the fewer proselytes he makes: the worship of himself.

she had now no inclination to trouble Gibbie's heart with what men call the plan of salvation. It was enough to her to find that he followed her Master. Being in the light she understood the light, and had no need of system, either true or false, to explain it to her.

but he had a great respect for money, and much overrated its value as a means of doing even what he called good: religious people generally do -- with a most unchristian dulness. We are not told that the Master made the smallest use of money for his end. When he paid the temple-rate, he did it to avoid giving offence; and he defended the woman who divinely wasted it.

Instead of automatically blaming the person who does not believe in God, we should ask first if his notion of God is a God that ought to be believed in.

entrance of the Rev. Clement Sclater -- the minister of her parish, recently appointed. He was a man between young and middle-aged, an honest fellow, zealous to perform the duties of his office, but with notions of religion very beggarly. How could it be otherwise when he knew far more of what he called the Divine decrees than he did of his own heart, or the needs and miseries of human nature?

As well speak of religion as the mother of cruelty because religion has given more occasion of cruelty, as of all dishonesty and devilry, than any other object of human interest. Are we not to worship, because our forefathers burned and stabbed for religion? It is more religion we want. It is more imagination we need.

It is the one terrible heresy of the church, that it has always been presenting something else than obedience as faith in Christ.

The same consciousness of evil and of offence which gave rise to the bloody sacrifice, is still at work in the minds of most who call themselves Christians. Naturally the first emotion of man towards the being he calls God, but of whom he knows so little, is fear.

Religion is nothing if it be not the deepest common-sense.

It is not alone the first beginnings of religion that are full of fear. So long as love is imperfect, there is room for torment. That lore only which fills the heart—and nothing but love can fill any heart—is able to cast out fear, leaving no room for its presence. What we find in the beginnings of religion, will hold in varying degree, until the religion, that is the love, be perfected.

We have yet learned little of the blessed power of death. We call it and evil, but is is a holy friendly thing. We are not left shivering all the world's night in a stately portico with no house behind it. Death is the door to the temple-house, whose God is not seated aloft in motionless state, but walks about among his children, receiving his pilgrim sons in his arms, and washing the sore feet of the weary ones. Either God is altogether like Christ, or the Christian religion is a lie.

I'd have found it amusing enough, I dare say, if I hadn't been irritated by the thought that these irresponsible Christian zealots were only making things harder for the Army and Company, who had important work to do. It was all so foolish and unnecessary—the heathen creeds, for all their nonsensical mumbo-jumbo, were as good as any for keeping the rabble in order, and what else is religion for? In

It is a mysterious thing, the loss of faith—as mysterious as faith itself.