By itself, 1 Corinthians 15 just wouldn't mean much. He wants the appearances of 1 Corinthians 15:3-11 to be read as if they had in parentheses after them 'See Luke 24; Matthew 28; John 21.'

Who needs Satan when you have a God like this?

The born-again gospel promises joy and peace of mind, but it does so by prolonging childhood.

Fundamentalism fills you with answers before you even think to ask the questions.

The Holy Bible. Promoting ignorance and superstition for nearly 2000 years.

"You ask me how I know he lives?" asks the revival chorus. "He lives within my heart." Exactly! A figment.

Speculation is not knowledge.

Today's Politically Correct "historical Jesuses" are no different, being mere clones of the scholars who design them.

"Heresy," by the way, simply means "choice." It came to mean "thoughtcrime," implying it was blasphemy to presume to choose your own belief instead of swallowing what the bishops spoonfed you.

The Koran was assembled from a variety of prior Hagarene texts (hence the contradictions re Jesus' death) in order to provide the Moses-like Muhammad with a Torah of his own.

Fundamentalists offer us a "loving" God who is some kind of divine stalker.

I come from an interracial family: My father is from Nigeria, and so he is African-American, and my mother is American and white, so I rarely see skin color. It's never an issue for me.

I like to believe that I've got a lot of guardian warriors sittin' on my shoulder including my dad.

We can't enchant the world, which makes its own magic; but we can enchant ourselves by paying deep attention

Exerting yourself to the limit over and over again, that is the essence of running. Running is painful, but the pain doesn't leave me, I can take care of it. That agrees with my mentality.

The libel laws in Australia are a lot tougher than they are in America.

Workers, black and white, need some kind of international affirmative action to protect them from unfair competition with unorganized or slave labor abroad and unfair competition with robots at home.

People die . . . so love them every day. Beauty fades . . . so look before it's gone. Love changes . . . but not the love you give. And if you love, you'll never be alone.

I think that poetry is important when you are shipwrecked, when the ordinary structures that hold you up are gone.

Probably, the single most prevalent claim advanced by the proponents of a new paradigm is that they can solve the problems that led the old one to a crisis.

It's easier to shape a child than to repair an adult.