I left Christianity because I wanted to be a moral person. That is why I left. I no longer believed in its lies.

I am afraid of death. I believe nothing, and therefore like many who believe nothing I must make something, and that something is the meaning which I give my life.

I have to move away from organized religion. The toxic confusion and anger I was feeling in church had become too great.

Life itself must be founded upon the infinite possibility for choice and accident. And if we cannot prove that it is, we must believe that it is. We must believe that we can change, that we can control, that we can direct our own destinies.

Curses of vanished elders echoed down on me; too pretty, too soft, too pale, eyes far too full of the Devil, ah, that devilish smile

I will write things, he was thinking. I will write something meaningful and wonderful someday. I can do that. And I'll dedicate it to you because you're the first person who ever made me think I could.

Re-telling the Christian story is the essence of my vocation. That has been going on since the Evangelists in one form or another.