Why Make Dirty What Is Beautiful, Spoil

In My Youth, It Was My Good Luck To Have A Few Good Teachers, Men And Women, Who Came Into My Head And Lit A Match.

But I Want To Pray To Allah. I Want To Be A Christian.

Science Can Only Take You So Far And Then You Have To Leap

To Me, The Research Is A Way Of Exploring What It Means To Be Alive.

Everything Was Screaming: The Sea, The Wind, My Heart.