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There Was A Small Boy On Crutches. I Do Not Know His Name, And I Suspect I Never Will. But I Will Never Forget His Face, His Smile, His Sorrow. He Is One Of The Millions Robbed Of Hope And Dignity By Charlatans Discussed In This Book. Wherever And Whoever He Is, I Apologize To Him For Not Having Been Able To Protect Him From Such An Experience. I Humbly Dedicate This Book To Him And To The Many Others Who Have Suffered Because The Rest Of Us Began Caring Too Late.

I Questioned Her Further, And Eventually Got To Talk To Her Doctor. And Her Doctor Sort Of Shook His Head And He Said, I Have Examined Her For Throat Cancer At Least 15 Times In The Past Few Years.

Nostradamus Himself Confessed That The Vague Manner In Which He Wrote His "prophecies" Was So That 'they Could Not Possibly Be Understood Until They Were Interpreted After The Event And By It.'

Religion Is Based Upon Blind Faith Supported By No Evidence. Science Is Based Upon Confidence That Results From Evidence - And That Confidence Can Be Modified And/or Reversed By Further Observations And Experimentation. Science Approaches Truth, Closer And Closer, By Hard Dedicated Work. Religion Already Has It All Decided, And It's In The Book. It's Dogma, Unchangeable, And Unaffected By Reality And Whatever Facts We Come Upon In The Real World.

Death Is The Ultimate Disappointment