We are lucky, even the worst of us, for daylight comes.

I think people deceive themselves about themselves, particularly as they get older.

I felt like a seed in a pomegranate. Some say that the pomegranate was the real apple of Eve, fruit of the womb, I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.

The Bible writers didn't care that they were bunching together sequences some of which were historical, some preposterous, and some downright manipulative. Faithful recording was not their business; faith was.

You know every cell in our bodies is completely renewed every seven years, so how can we talk about being the same person? We're absolutely not.

Life has never been All or Nothing- it's All and Nothing. Forget the binaries.

That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet.