Religion Seems To Have Always Offered Us

The Truth Is, It's Not A Great Career Move To Create A Readership And Then, In Effect, Abandon Them.

Words Are The Light And Sound Of Our Existence, The Heat Lightning By Which The Night Is Illuminated.

Human Beings Have Only That Confusing Mass Of Chemically Driven Neurological Storage To Rely On. They're All Subjective And Emotion-tinged. How Can They Trust Any Of Their Memories?

Pain Is An Interesting And Off-putting Thing. Few If Any Things In Life Concentrate Our Attention So Completely And Terribly, And Few Things Are More Boring To Listen To Or Read About.

The Future Is Like Smoke From A Burning Forest, Waiting For The Wind Of Specific Events And Personal Courage To Blow The Sparks And Embers Of Reality This Way Or That.