The Blackness Would Stir And Eventually Go

I Can Well Imagine An Athiest's Last Words: "white, White! L-l-love! My God!" - And The Deathbed Leap Of Faith. Whereas The Agnostic, If He Stays True To His Reasonable Self, If He Stays Beholden To Dry, Yeastless Factuality, Might Try To Explain The Warm Light Bathing Him By Saying "possibly A F-f-failing Oxygenation Of The B-b-brain," And, To The Very End, Lack Imagination And Miss The Better Story.

Life Is So Beautiful That Death Has Fallen In Love With It, A Jealous, Possessive Love That Grabs At What It Can. But Life Leaps Over Oblivion Lightly, Losing Only A Thing Or Two Of No Importance, And Gloom Is But The Passing Shadow Of A Cloud.

When You've Suffered A Great Deal In Life, Each Additional Pain Is Both Unbearable And Trifling.

A House Is A Compressed Territory Where Our Basic Needs Can Be Fulfilled Close By And Safely.

Bapu Gandhi Said, ‘all Religions Are True.’ I Just Want To Love God.