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August 3 - August 9, 2021
(I’m not persuaded by atheists who claim to live cheerfully in a random universe. They aren’t waking up every morning to say, “How wonderful, another day when nothing really has meaning.”)
Reality isn’t fragile. If you doubt a rose, it doesn’t wither and die.
A prominent rabbi sent Einstein an exasperated telegram: “Do you believe in God? Stop. Answer paid. Fifty words.” Einstein replied, “I believe in Spinoza’s God, who reveals himself in the lawful harmony of all that exists, but not in a God who concerns himself with the fate and the doings of mankind.”
Beware of arguments based on probability. When he was a young man, Einstein worked as a clerk in the Swiss Patent Office. What are the odds that a clerk in the same office today will be the next Einstein? It’s an absurd question to pose that way (like asking the odds that a deaf person will become the next Beethoven).
The chance that higher life forms might have emerged in this way [i.e., randomly] is comparable to the chance that a tornado sweeping through a junkyard might assemble a Boeing 747 from the materials therein.
Tagore says, “Faith is the bird that feels the light and sings when the dawn is still dark.”

