We have no organ at all for knowledge, for truth: we know (or believe or imagine) precisely as much as may be useful in the interest of the human herd, the species: and even what is here called usefulness is in the end only a belief, something imagined and perhaps precisely that most fatal piece of stupidity by which we shall one day perish.

Here the ways of men part: if you wish to strive for peace of soul and pleasure, then believe; if you wish to be a devotee of truth, then inquire.

I would only believe in a God who knew how to dance.

I believe in the existence of a Supreme Intelligence pervading the Universe.

If you can believe in something great, then you can achieve something great.

I am not a feminist, but I do believe in the strength of women.