They only understand what is uncomfortable, just as beasts of burden only understand threats and beatings.

I suppose it's a question of culture.
Now I learn more of what _I_ call religion from fields, and trees, and flowers than from anything else.

I don't believe that if the world had consisted of nothing but cities any real religion would ever have been evolved at all." "Crude, my dear Austin, very crude!" remarked St Aubyn, patting his shoulder as they walked.

"There's more in religion than that, a great deal.

Beware of generalising too widely, and don't forget the personal equation.