The religion of the atheist has a God-shaped blank at it's heart.
Very simple was my explanation, and plausible enough---as most wrong theories are!
Night, the mother of fear and mystery, was coming upon me.
The future is the shape of things to come.
I stood staring, not as yet realising that this was death leaping from man to man in that little distant crowd.
He was inordinately proud of England and he abused her incessantly.