I was much cheered on my arrival by the warden at the gate, who had to take particulars about me. He asked my religion, and I replied ‘agnostic.’ He asked how to spell it, and remarked with a sigh: ‘Well, there are many religions, but I suppose they all worship the same God.’ This remark kept me cheerful for about a week.
–Bertrand Russell, Portraits from Memory and Other Essays, on going to prison for pacifist propaganda during the first World War
Bertrand Russell and the warden
June 23, 2010 by Oedipus