Here's a confession: I hate parenting books. I hate the ones that are earnest and repetitive.

I had always believed that I left a bit of me wherever I went. I also believed that I took a bit of every place with me.

The higher the joy is not the light, it's the reflection. The greater pleasure is not climbing up; it's handing down

But humans disappoint. Adam, in tasting the fruit, indicates that he prefers Eve to God, so God banishes them.

My name is Bruce Feiler, and I'm an explainaholic. I first heard this word used to describe Isaac Asimov, and I knew instantly that I suffered from the same condition. It's the incurable desire to tell, shape, share, occasionally exaggerate, often elongate, and inevitably bungle a good story.

Fathers can find great inspiration in faith.

I grew up as a fifth-generation Jew in the American South, at the confluence of two great storytelling traditions. After graduating from Yale in the 1980s, I moved to Japan. For young adventure seekers like myself, the white-hot Japanese miracle held a similar appeal as Russia in 1920s or Paris in the 1950s.