We live in a time like dreaming.... The edges of our lives flutter and change as we watch them. Listen to the dream.

I will raise up prophets to make conflicting pronouncements that inevitably will be garbled in transcription, resulting in mutually exclusive definitions of orthodoxy from which the open-minded will flee in dismay.

The sooner we can separate salvageable skeptics from self-righteous absolutists, the sooner we can move along.

To the Chasmites, truth is determined by how well it fits their expectations, and doesn't that sound familiar? They have consistently refused to have a god contest, and I fear they will have to encounter the godlet rather forcibly before they believe there is anything there at all.

Whoever declares another heretic is himself a devil. Whoever places a relic or artifact above justice, kindness, mercy, or truth is himself a devil and the thing elevated is a work of evil magic.

It may be important to write a book that doesn't come up to what I would like to have rather than to write no book at all.

We live in a time like dreaming.... The edges of our lives flutter and change as we watch them. Listen to the dream.