I think it [religion] is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communion all the other arts attempt.

Well, once you stop believing in an old gentleman with a beard . . .It’s only the word God, you know — it makes such a conventional noise.” “It’s merely shorthand for where we come from, where we’re going, and what it’s all about.” “And do religious people find out what it’s all about? Do they really get the answer to the riddle?” “They get just a whiff of an answer sometimes.

I thought what a good man he is, yet never annoyingly holy. And it struck me for the first time that if such a clever, highly educated man can believe in religion, it is almost impudent of an ignorant person like me to feel bored and superior about it.

Vicar: You ought to try [religion], one of these days," he said. "I believe you'd like it." I said: "but I have tried it, haven't I? I've been to church. It never seems to take.

In addition, I think religion has a chance of a look-in whenever the mind craves solace in music or poetry-- in any form of art at all. Personally, I think it is an art, the greatest one; an extension of the communication all the other arts attempt.