“I have no religion,’ says Borneau, ‘but I respect the religion of others. Religion is sacred.’ Why this privilege, this immunity?... A believer creates God in his own image; if he is ugly, his God will be morally ugly. Why should moral ugliness be respectable?”
“The story I am writing exists, written in absolutely perfect fashion, some place, in the air. All I must do is find it, and copy it.”
“The ideal of calm exists in a sitting cat.”
“Paradise does not exist, but we must nonetheless strive to be worthy of it.”
“God does not believe in our God.”
“if I were to begin my life again, I should want it as it was. I would only open my eyes a little more.”