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Half The Fun Of Writing A Novel Is Finding Out From Other People Later On What You Actually Meant.

In So Much Of Politics You're Not Allowed To Disagree With What's Been Agreed.

But It Was Pointless, It Was Stupid; He Thought About Thoughtless Things. If I Were A Seabird . . . But How Could You Be A Seabird? If You Were A Seabird Your Brain Would Be Tiny And Stupid And You Would Love Half-rotted Fish Guts And Tweaking The Eyes Out Of Little Grazing Animals; You Would Know No Poetry And You Could Never Appreciate Flying As Fully As The Human On The Ground Yearning To Be You. If You Wanted To Be A Seabird You Deserved To Be One.

One Should Never Mistake Pattern For Meaning.

Hersesy Is Denying The Word Of God, And The Word Of God Is Much More Reliably Expressed In The Natural World As It’s Revealed Through Reason And Science Than In What I Have Heard Described Wonderfully As “the Giant Book Of Jewish Fairy Stories".