There is no such thing as nothing. Because if there was such a thing as nothing, it wouldn’t be nothing, would it?
I’m not bothered by the nudity…I am offended by individuals—male or female—claiming to be God.
The original writers might be appalled to see how time and translation have bent their intent.
On winter nights, pedestrians suffer delusions of invulnerability.
When you walk…you lean forward; you start to fall; you swing that second foot forward to stop yourself from falling.
Latest example is a disgusting letter sent to the grandmother of a 13-year-old autistic boy in Ontario.
In the Christian church, this is the Season of Advent—a time of waiting for something that hasn’t happened yet.
We humans can’t not think of something; we can only think of something else.
Perhaps, even without being physically conjoined, I could learn to trust others with more of what’s really going on inside me.
I have my own definition of hell—editing by committee.
An old friend doesn't go to church anymore. It’s not the preaching. Or the creeds, or the liturgies. It's the music.
It’s the music.
All these people had one thing in common—an ability to look at the part and see the whole.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, I felt warm, comfortable, as if I had been wrapped in loving arms.
The ideal, as I understand the Christian faith in which I was reared, is forgiveness. Is what Shearing did forgivable?
If you haven’t tried it, try looking at a magazine rack as a mirror of our society.
When I was 21 I was abominably fit, was awarded for outstanding athletic achievements NS had lead roles in the Players’ Club
The pristine environment has been whittled away, lot by lot.
The mail brought me two more packages of address labels—free—from various well-meaning charities.
Having spent my first 10 years in India, I’m attracted to some elements of Hinduism, particularly the ideals in the Upanishads.
Do you know the difference between a small town and a big city? It’s in the eyes.