I’m Not Running Away From My Responsibilities.

How Much Reverence Can You Have For A Supreme Being Who Finds It Necessary To Include Such Phenomena As Phlegm And Tooth Decay In His Divine System Of Creation? What In The World Was Running Through That Warped, Evil, Scatological Mind Of His When He Robbed Old People Of The Power To Control Their Bowel Movements?

I’m Not Running Away From My Responsibilities. I’m Running To Them. There’s Nothing Negative About Running Away To Save My Life.

Insanity Is Contagious.

But The God I Don't Believe In Is A Good God, A Just God, A Merciful God. He's Not The Mean And Stupid God You Make Him Out To Be.

So Many Things Were Testing His Faith. There Was The Bible, Of Course, But The Bible Was A Book, And So Were Bleak House, Treasure Island, Ethan Frome And The Last Of The Mohicans. Did It Then Seem Probable, As He Had Once Overheard Dunbar Ask, That The Answers To Riddles Of Creation Would Be Supplied By People Too Ignorant To Understand The Mechanics Of Rainfall? Had Almighty God, In All His Infinite Wisdom, Really Been Afraid That Men Six Thousand Years Ago Would Succeed In Building A Tower To Heaven?