It's A Small World. It Keeps Recrossing

The Earth's A Door If You Press Your Ear Against It.

I Often Lose Myself In The Sudoku-like Challenges Of Making A Book Work.

I Remain Thankful To God For All His Mercies.

Creation Never Ceased On The Sixth Evening, It Occurs To The Young Man. Creation Unfolds Around Us, Despite Us And Through Us At The Speed Of Days And Nights. And We Call It Love.

... In A Cycle As Old As Tribalism, Ignorance Of The Other Engenders Fear; Fear Engenders Hatred; Hatred Engenders Violence; Violence Engenders Further Violence Until The Only "rights", The Only Law, Are Whatever Is Willed By The Most Powerful.