I Don't Believe In God, But I'm

A Person Does Not Belong To A Place Until There Is Someone Dead Under The Ground.

It Was The Time When They Loved Each Other Best, Without Hurry Or Excess, When Both Were Most Conscious Of And Grateful For Their Incredible Victories Over Adversity.

Disbelief Is More Resistant Than Faith Because It Is Sustained By The Senses.

In That Way The Long-awaited Visit, For Which Both Had Prepared Questions And Had Even Anticipated Answers, Was Once More The Usual Everyday Conversation.

It Was A Lone Voice In The Middle Of The Ocean, But It Was Heard At Great Depth And Great Distance.