You Have To Maintain A Fine Balance

There Didn't Seem To Her Any Harm In It, And The Make-believe Was So Comforting.

In The End, It’s All A Question Of Balance.

The Carnage Upon The Chessboard Of Life, Left Wounded Humans In Its Wake

I Met My Wife When We Were Both 19 Or 20, At A Music School Where She Was Taking Voice And Piano Lessons And I Was Doing Classes In Music Theory And Composition.

…god Is A Giant Quiltmaker. With An Infinite Variety Of Designs. And The Quilt Is Grown So Big And Confusing, The Pattern Is Impossible To See, The Squares And Diamonds And Triangles Don’t Fit Well Together Anymore, It’s All Become Meaningless. So He Has Abandoned It.