Of course I doubt. I do not practice a certainty. I practice a faith.

If you think that someone is out to steal everything you have, you're either paranoid or a member of the middle class.

We realize we can't have everything, and so begins the mad dash to have everything else.

No matter how you hurry, you will notice at the end of the day that you traveled at the speed of time.

God sends the dawn that we might see the might-have-beens that still might be.

If Creation were a crime, would not God be the prime suspect?

Does it seem sometimes that you are always the one to break an embarrassing silence — and always by saying something more embarrassing than the silence?