In my worldview, there are filers, and there are pilers. Filers think alphabetically. Pilers think geologically.

The sparrow still falls.

I had a doctorate in biological anthropology. I got a post-doc at CWRU dental school in 1983 teaching gross anatomy.

Love is a debt, she thought. When the bill comes, you pay in grief.

The dachshund is a perfectly engineered dog. It is precisely long enough for a single standard stroke of the back, but you aren't paying for any superfluous leg.

In my worldview, there are filers, and there are pilers. Filers think alphabetically. Pilers think geologically.

See that's where it falls apart for me!" Anne cried. "What sticks in my throat is that God gets the credit but never the blame. I just can't swallow that kind of theological candy. Either God's in charge or he's not.