God is a thought that makes crooked all that is straight.

It is fear that first brought gods into the world.

One on God's side is a majority.

It is God that accomplishes all term to hopes, God, who overtakes the flying eagle, outpasses the dolphin in the sea; who bends under his strength the man with thoughts too high.

God, he whom everyone knows, by name.

Nothing can be lower or more wholly instrumental than the substance and cause of all things.

But who can speak to God, or rather who can't? The question is, who can get an answer?

Respectable society believed in God in order to avoid having to speak about him.

We have been born under a monarchy; to obey God is freedom.

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport.