People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.

People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.

The church, which squatted among the headstones like a wet mother dodo, had been at various times Presbyterian, Congregationalist, Unitarian, and Universally Apocalyptic. It was now the Church of God the Utterly Indifferent.

People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.

I am of course a skeptic about the divinity of Christ and a scorner of the notion that there is a God who cares how we are or what we do

Music is, to me, proof of the existence of God. It is so extraordinarily full of magic, and in tough times of my life I can listen to music and it makes such a difference.