Apocalypse is a frame of mind." [Nicodemus] said then. "A belief. A surrender to inevitability. It is a despair for the future. It is the death of hope.

Sleep is God. Go worship.

Life would be unbearably dull if we had answers to all our questions.

So. You get handed a holy sword by an archangel, told to go fight the forces of evil, and you somehow remain an atheist. Is that what you're saying?

I had a vague memory of being that ridiculous at one time. Let he who hath never worn parachute pants cast the first stone.

There are things you can't walk away from. Not if you want to live with yourself afterward.

I'm dealing with a lot of scary things. I think you have to react to them. And you either laugh at them or you go insane.

I wouldn't burden any decent system of faith by participating in it... I'm not agnostic. Just nonpartisan. Theological Switzerland, that's me.

It came charging toward me, several hundred pounds of angry-looking monster, and I did the only thing any reasonable wizard could have done.I turned around and ran like hell.

The Shroud was old, and regarded as special, and people believed in it. That could be enough to give it a kind of power, all by itself.

Internet, " she said sagely. "Expanding the frontiers of adolescent knowledge.

And although our bodies are bounded with skin, and we can differentiate between outside and inside, they cannot exist except in a certain kind of natural environment.

It's sometimes easier to reject strong evidence than to admit that we've been wrong, this is information about ourselves worth having.

You cannot fathom your mind.... The more you draw from it, the more clear and fruitful it will be.

As government increases in quantity, our lives decrease in quality.

Prints mimic what we are as humans: we are all the same and yet every one is different. I think there's a spiritual power in repetition, a devotional quality, like saying rosaries.

All permanent decisions are made in a temporary state of mind.

One way to open your eyes is to ask yourself, "What if I had never seen this before? What if I knew i would never see it again?

When Lonnie Mack came out with the guitar instrumental "Memphis" I thought, Oh God, finally somebody we guitar players can relate to !

In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.

What, I ask, drives me to disorder? How can I diagnose myself? All I feel, most immediately, is the most anguished need for physical love and mental companionship -