I Knew There Was A Story; Once

One Person Looks Around And Sees A Universe Created By A God Who Watches Over Its Long Unfurling, Marking The Fall Of Sparrows And Listening To The Prayers Of His Finest Creation. Another Person Believes That Life, In All Its Baroque Complexity, Is A Chemical Aberration That Will Briefly Decorate The Surface Of A Ball Of Rock Spinning Somewhere Among A Billion Galaxies. And The Two Of Them Could Talk For Hours And Find No Great Difference Between One Another, For Neither Set Of Beliefs Make Us Kinder Or Wiser.

My Book Has A Very Simple Surface, But There Are Layers Of Irony And Paradox All The Way Through It.

I Thought Bill Bryson's A Short History Of Nearly Everything Was Remarkable. Managing To Be Entertaining While Still Delivering All That Hard Science Was A Pretty Good Trick To Pull Off.

I Knew There Was A Story; Once You Find A Dog With A Fork Through It, You Know There's A Story There.

And This Shows That Sometimes People Want To Be Stupid And They Do Not Want To Know The Truth.