Fiction Writing Feels More Honest To Me.

The Fundamentalists Of Every Faith Remain Blind To The Truth That The “sigh Within The Prayer Is The Same In The Heart Of The Christian, The Muslim, And The Jew.” I Have Seen This Unity With My Eyes, Heard It With My Ears, Felt It With All My Being.

... The Best Way To Strip The Allure And Dreaminess From A Lifelong Dream Is, Very Often, Simply To Have It Come True.

In A Head-on Collision With Fanatics, The Real Problem Is Always The Same: How Can We Possibly Behave Decently Toward People So Arrogantly Ignorant That They Believe, First, That They Possess Christ's Power To Bestow Salvation, Second, That Forcing Us To Memorize And Regurgitate A Few Of Their Favorite Bible Phrases And Attend Their Church Is That Salvation, And Third, That Any Discomfort, Frustration, Anger Or Disagreement We Express In The Face Of Their Moronic Barrages Is Due Not To Their Astounding Effrontery But To Our Sinfulness?

When Experience Flies Into Realms That Language Cannot Touch, Honesty Demands Beyond-language.

We Hear Nothing So Clearly As What Comes Out Of Silence.