“E se deus (deuses) realmente existisse?
Tinhamos de nos ver livre dele! ” (Bakunine)
No tempo em que todos temiam a deus, não havia a pouca vergonha que se assiste hoje.
I think of a little child in east Africa with a worm burrowing through his eyeball. The worm cannot live in any other way, except by burrowing through eyeballs. I find that hard to reconcile with the notion of a divine and benevolent creator (David Attenborough)
[at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the traditional site of Christ’s crucifixion] rival monks threw punches and anything they could lay their hands on (in BBC)
A dúvida é o buraquinho no conhecimento (in Que Treta!)