"Do you realize, your highness, that an attack on the Foundation is nothing short of sacrilege of the highest order?"
Wienis was groping visibly for self-control. "Give me none of that, Hardin. Save it for the mob."
"My dear Wienis, whoever [sic] do you think I am saving it for?" (III.6.61-63)
"[…] the kings of the Four Kingdoms accepted the religion of science that made them divine; and that same religion of science was their bridle and saddle, for it placed the life blood of nuclear power in the hands of the priesthood—who took their orders from [the Foundation] […]." (III.8.14)
"It's a form of ancestor worship. Their traditions tell of an evil past from which they were saved by the simple and virtuous heroes of the past generations. [...] Advanced science and nuclear power in particular became identified with the old imperial regime they remember with horror." (IV.3.27)