My Books Are About Killing God.

For That Reason You Can't Write With Music Playing, And Anyone Who Says He Can Is Either Writing Badly, Or Not Listening To The Music, Or Lying. You Need To Hear What You're Writing, And For That You Need Silence

If We All Gave All Our Goods To The Poor, The Church Would Fall Apart. If We All Hated Our Father And Mother, As Jesus Told Us To, There'd Be An End Of The Church's Emphasis On The Family As Being The One Important Thing Holding The Whole Society Together. There Are All Sorts Of Ways In Which The Church's Teachings Contradict Directly What Jesus Says In The Gospel.

If A Coin Comes Down Heads, That Means That The Possibility Of Its Coming Down Tails Has Collapsed. Until That Moment The Two Possibilities Were Equal. But On Another World, It Does Come Down Tails. And When That Happens, The Two Worlds Split Apart.

We Measure The Value Of A Civilized Society By The Number Of #‎ Libraries It Opens, Not The Number It Closes Down.

I'll Be Looking For You, Will, Every Moment, Every Single Moment. And When We Do Find Each Other Again, We'll Cling Together So Tight That Nothing And No One'll Ever Tear Us Apart. Every Atom Of Me And Every Atom Of You... We'll Live In Birds And Flowers And Dragonflies And Pine Trees And In Clouds And In Those Little Specks Of Light You See Floating In Sunbeams... And When They Use Our Atoms To Make New Lives, They Wont' Just Be Able To Take One, They'll Have To Take Two, One Of You And One Of Me, We'll Be Joined So Tight.