One might be led to suspect that there were all sorts of things going on in the Universe which he or she did not thoroughly understand.

The only proof he needed for the existance of God was music.

I think William Shakespeare was the wisest human being I ever heard of. To be perfectly frank, though, that's not saying much.

I pity the Jews trying to get through life with only half a Bible. That's like trying to get from here to San Francisco with a road map that stops at Dubuque, Iowa.

I wish we had all been born birds instead.

For some reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes (Matthew 5). But, often with tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course, that's Moses, not Jesus. I haven't heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere. "Blessed are the merciful" in a courtroom? "Blessed are the peacemakers" in the Pentagon? Give me a break!

I am the victim of a fortunate series of accidents.