A science which does not bring us nearer to God is worthless.

I wished to God the doctor had handed me a pamphlet that said, 'Hey, sorry about the autism, but here's a step-by-step list on what to do next.' But doctors don't do that. They say 'sorry' and move you along.

God exists, if only in the form of a meme with high survival value, or infective power, in the environment provided by human culture.

I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.

God's voice is still and quiet and easily buried under an avalanche of clamour.