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It's Perfectly Clear To Me That Religion Is A Myth. It's Something We Have Invented To Explain The Inexplicable. My Religion And The Spiritual Side Of My Life Come From A Sense Of Connection To The Humankind And Nature On This Planet And In The Universe. I Am In Overwhelming Awe Of It All: It Is So Fantastic, So Complex, So Beyond Comprehension. What Does It All Mean -- If It Has Any Meaning At All? But How Can It All Exist If It Doesn't Have Some Kind Of Meaning? I Think Anyone Who Suggests That They Have The Answer Is Motivated By The Need To Invent Answers, Because We Have No Such Answers.

I Felt Quite Frankly Having Been Raised During The Depression And Looking Back At The Roaring Twenties, The Jazz Age, Which Was A Very Magic Timer In My Mind Because It Was Something That I Had Missed.

In My Wildest Dreams, I Could Not Have Imagined A Sweeter Life.

What Surprises Me About Getting Older Is That I Remain So Young.

I Always Say Now That I'm In My Blonde Years. Because Since The End Of My Marriage, All Of My Girlfriends Have Been Blonde.