I Think One Reason My Books Have

The Laws Of Physics Are The Canvas God Laid Down On Which To Paint His Masterpiece.

Outside, In The Newly Fallen Darkness, The World Had Been Transformed. The Sky Had Become A Glistening Tapestry Of Stars.

If I'm Not At My Desk By 4 Am, I Feel Like I'm Missing My Most Productive Hours. In Addition To Starting Early, I Keep An Antique Hour Glass On My Desk And Every Hour Break Briefly To Do Pushups, Sit-ups, And Some Quick Stretches. I Find This Helps Keep The Blood (and Ideas) Flowing.

She Saved My Life...and I’ve Ruined Hers. They Sat In Silence For A Full Minute, The Air Between Them Growing Heavy, As If They Both Wanted To Speak, And Yet Had Nothing To Say. They Were Strangers, After All, On A Brief And Bizarre Journey That Had Just Reached A Fork In The Road, Each Of Them Now Needing To Find Seperate Paths.

Religion Is Like Language Or Dress. We Gravitate Toward The Practices With Which We Were Raised. In The End, Though, We Are All Proclaiming The Same Thing. That Life Has Meaning. That We Are Grateful For The Power That Created Us.