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

The older you get, the fewer things it seems too late to do.

Science can reconstruct Tyrannosaurus Rex from a fossilized bone and a fancied footprint, but it can't reconstruct God from the whole of creation.

I like friends who, when you tell them you need a moment alone, know enough not to stray too far.

It pleases me to take amateur photographs of my garden, and it pleases my garden to make my photographs look professional.

Among the things that you, and you alone, are the absolute and final judge of is whether or not you are a success.

Here is the basic question: Are we marionettes, or are we creatures of free will who just happen to have a lot of jerky reflexes?