He finds no intellectual satisfaction in placing a gigantic conundrum behind the universe, which only adds its own unintelligibility to the already sufficiently difficult problem of existence.

Our lungs are not fitted to breathe beyond the atmosphere which surrounds our globe, and our faculties cannot breathe outside the atmosphere of the phenomenal."[7] And I summed up this essay with the words: "I do not believe in God.

My mind finds no grounds on which to build up a reasonable faith.

My heart revolts against the spectre of an Almighty Indifference to the pain of sentient beings.

My conscience rebels against the injustice, the cruelty, the inequality, which surround me on every side.