This story is about love, which means that it is also about hate.

There are Universes begging for Gods, yet he hangs around this one looking for work.

Nature is an experimenter.

As science pushes forward, ignorance and superstition gallop around the flanks and bite science in the rear with big dark teeth.

The stars above will be below when man has Love.

Imagination is like a muscle. I found out that the more I wrote, the bigger it got.

Human beings are part of nature. Anything they do is natural. It's impossible for anything in nature to do anything unnatural.