I had, by thirteen, developed a sort of Taoist hubris about my ability to control via non-control.

I'll say God seems to have a kind of laid-back management style I'm not crazy about. I'm pretty much anti-death. God looks by all accounts to be pro-death. I'm not seeing how we can get together on this issue, he and I.

Acceptance is usually more a matter of fatigue than anything else.

The fun of reading as "an exchange between consciousnesses, a way for human beings to talk to each other about stuff we can't normally talk about."

You are what you love. No? You are, completely and only, what you would die for without, as you say, the thinking twice.

In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship.

It can become an exercise in trying to get the reader to like and admire you instead of an exercise in creative art.