If there is any consistent enemy of science, it is not religion, but irrationalism.

In the great debates of early-nineteenth century geology, catastrophists followed the stereotypical method of objective science-empirical literalism. They believed what they saw, interpolated nothing, and read the record of the rocks directly.

Details are all that matters; God dwells in these and you never get to see Him if you don't struggle to get them right.

Everything comes to us in fifteen-second sound bites and photo opportunities. All possibility for ambiguity - the most precious trait of any adequate analysis - is erased.

When people learn no tools of judgment and merely follow their hopes, the seeds of political manipulation are sown.

People may believe correct things for the damndest and weirdest of wrong reasons.

The center of human nature is rooted in ten thousand ordinary acts of kindness that define our days.