But The Sky Was Never Quite The

I Picture Heaven As A Vast Library, With Unlimited Volumes To Read. And Paintings And Statues To Examine Galore. I Picture It As A Great Doorway To Learning...rather Than One Great Dull Answer To All Our Questions

So We Reach Into The Raging Chaos, And We Cling To It, And We Tell Ourselves It Has Meaning, And That The World Is Good, And We Are Not Evil, And We Will All Go Home In The End.

One Tiny Flame Could Make So Many Other Flames; One Tiny Flame Could Set Afire A Whole World.

But All Morality Is Of Necessity Shaped By Context. I'm Not Talking Relativism, No. To Ignore The Context Of A Decision Is In Fact Immoral.

To Write Something, You Have To Risk Making A Fool Of Yourself.