Time Is A Rigid, Bonelike Structure, Extending

There Is A Place Where Time Stands Still ...illuminated By Only The Most Feeble Red Light, For Light Is Diminished To Almost Nothing At The Center Of Time, Its Vibrations Slowed To Echoes In Vast Canyons, Its Intensity Reduced To The Faint Glow Of Fireflies.

I'm Still Happy With The Way Einstein's Dreams Came Out. That Book Came Out Of A Single Inspiration. I Really Felt Like I Was Not Creating The Words, That I Was Hearing The Words. That Someone Else Was Speaking The Words To Me And I Was Just Writing Them Down. It Was A Very Strange Experience. That Can Happen With A Short Book. I Don't Think It Could Happen With A Long Book.

A World With One Month Is A World Of Equality.

I Oppose Any Belief That Contradicts Experimental Evidence As Determined By The Methods Of Science. All Beliefs Not In Such Contradiction May Be Considered As Faith. Whether Faith In A Particular Belief Is Beneficial Or Not Is Another Matter.

With Infinite Life Comes An Infinite List Of Relatives. Grandparents Never Die, Nor Do Great Grandparents, Great-aunts…and So On, Back Through The Generations, All Alive And Offering Advice. Sons Never Escape From The Shadows Of Their Fathers. Nor Do Daughters Of Their Mothers. No One Ever Comes Into His Own…such Is The Cost Of Immortality. No Person Is Whole. No Person Is Free.