Religion has the same problem as quantum mechanics.

When the other side turns it into “an invisible man in the sky,” you think: no—but I can’t really explain what it is either. It’s a beautiful thought. It’s not really like talking to somebody else, but it’s also not not like talking to somebody else. For me, it always feels a bit like you’re talking to everything. It’s one thing of everything.

The word that probably resembles religion the most is “life”—in all its shapes and forms. You feel life running through things, something like that.

Or it’s like sunshine, or the fresh smell of coffee when you don’t expect it.