You Know How To Pray,

Even The Blind And Meek And Voiceless Have Gods.

The Thing Is, I Mean, There’s Times When You Look At The Universe And You Think, “what About Me?” And You Can Just Hear The Universe Replying, “well, What About You?”

It Is Possible To Live Well With Dementia And Write Best-sellers 'like Wot I Do.

You Can't Second-guess Ineffability, I Always Say.

What Was The Point Of Education, He Thought, If People Went Out Afterward And Used It?