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The world holds two classes of men; intelligent men without religion, and religious men without intelligence.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri They recite their sacred books, although the fact informs me that these are a fiction from first to last.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri O fools, awake! The rites ye sacred hold Are but a cheat contrived by men of old Who lusted after wealth and gained their lust And died in baseness-and their law is dust.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri O Reason, thou (alone) speakest the truth. Then perish the fools who forged the (religious) traditions or interpreted them!
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri The inhabitants of the earth are of two sorts.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri There are two kinds of humans – the intelligent, who have no religion, and the religious, who have no intellect.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri For their race brings not harm upon thee in any wise, when thou fearest it from thine own race.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri We mortals are composed of two great schools Enlightened knaves or else religious fools.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri And a perpetual loss I feel if, knowing, I believe a falsehood or deny the truth.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri Those with brains, but no religion, And those with religion, but no brains.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri Hanifs (Muslims) are stumbling, Christians all astray Jews wildered, Magians far on error’s way.
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri Give a drink of water as alms to the birds which go forth at morning, and deem that they have a better right than men [to thy charity].
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri Reason forbade me many things which, Instinctively, my nature was attracted to;
Al-Ma'arriAl-Ma'arri They all err – Muslims, Christians, Jews and Magians.
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