False Modesty Can Be Worse Than Arrogance.

Creation Never Ceased On The Sixth Evening, It Occurs To The Young Man. Creation Unfolds Around Us, Despite Us And Through Us At The Speed Of Days And Nights. And We Call It Love.

Who Was Blowing On The Nape Of My Neck?

Times Are You Say A Person's B'liefs Ain't True, They Think You're Sayin' Their Lifes Ain't True An' Their Truth Ain't True.

I'm Not From A Milieu Where High-register Language Or Philosophical Ideas Were Welcome.

Folks With Most To Complain About Seldom Complain Most.