Books lined the shelves of bookstores like kids standing in a row to play baseball or soccer, and mine was the gangly, unathletic kid that no one wanted on their team.

As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound.

But I want to pray to Allah. I want to be a Christian.

Dawn came and matters were worse for it. Because now, emerging from the darkness, I could see, what before I had only felt, the great curtains of rain crashing down on me from towering heights and the waves that threw a path over me and trod me underfoot one after another.

Most of us get our history through story.

First wonder goes deepest; wonder after that fits in the impression made by the first.

I have a story that will make you believe in God.