I Think One Reason My Books Have

Religion Has Always Persecuted Science.

God, Grant Me Strength To Accept Those Things I Cannot Change.

And When You Get Where You’re Going, You Darn Well Better Look Great!

The Woman Dashed Up The Staircase Toward The Library's Main Doors. Arriving At The Top Of The Stairs, She Grabbed The Handle And Tried Desperately To Open Each Of The Three Giant Doors. The Library's Closed, Lady. But The Woman Didn't Seem To Care. She Seized One Of The Heavy Ring-shaped Handles, Heaved It Backward, And Let It Fall With A Loud Crash Against The Door. Then She Did It Again. And Again. And Again. Wow, The Homeless Man Thought, She Must Really Need A Book.

The Decisions Of Our Past Are The Architects Of Our Present.