Nothing pains some people more than having to think. People don't ask for facts in making up their minds. They would rather have one good, soul-satisfying emotion than a dozen facts. Thought is subversive and revolutionary, destructive and terrible, thought is merciless to privilege, established institutions, and comfortable habit. Thought looks into the pit of hell and is not afraid.
Thought is great and swift and free, the light of the world, and the chief glory of man.
Both ways save us from thinking. I think we ought always to entertain our opinions with some measure of doubt. I shouldn't wish people dogmatically to believe any philosophy, not even mine. It is an explosion of data. Data provide neither enlightenment nor knowledge.