You Had Evil Inside You,

. . . For A Lifetime Was But A Moment In That Place, And Each Man Dreams His Own Heaven. And In The Darkness David Closed His Eyes, As All That Was Lost Was Found Again.

...it Was Imaginative People Who Tended To Lie. Lying Required Making Stuff Up, And Only Imaginative People Were Good At That.

It Was An Overcast Late November Morning, The Grass Splintered By Hoarfrost, And Winter Grinning Through The Gaps In The Clouds Like A Bad Clown Peering Through The Curtains Before The Show Begins.

Here Is A Truth, A Truth By Which To Live: There Is Hope. There Is Always Hope. If We Choose To Abandon It, Our Souls Will Turn To Ash And Blow Away.

You Can't Prove That Something Doesn't Exist. You Can Only Prove That Something Does Exist.