I Started Having Doubts Right

The Environment, What Surrounds You, Is So Alive And Delightful And Complex.

To Me, It's A Great Day Every Time I Receive A Letter From Somebody Who Climbed Inside One Of My Books, Inhabited It For A While, Learned A Little Something, And Emerged Grateful.

I Started Having Doubts Right On Top Of My Certainty.

The Fundamentalists Of Every Faith Remain Blind To The Truth That The “sigh Within The Prayer Is The Same In The Heart Of The Christian, The Muslim, And The Jew.” I Have Seen This Unity With My Eyes, Heard It With My Ears, Felt It With All My Being.

And Into The Brown Paper Bag Of My Heart, Eddy Slipped A Smile.