My father moved a lit and I went to whatever college was handy. Everything I learn makes me realize I don't know a thing. We might as well admit it, I'm a genius. But I've got to fight what I know in my guts is wrong just like if I'd been born French in an earlier century I'd have fought in a sewer in Paris. There's a joy being outside of society-reject by it.
Religious people are cowards.
It's easy for them to love their God, because he presents no problems. They don't have to face him. They're afraid to speak up. She does have ideas on Christ, blasphemous ones about his parentage and serious ones on his probable fate if he were around today.