![]() I have since learned many versions and variations of the word “blue,” but let’s say that a brilliant if slightly harsh sunshine illuminates a cerulean sky-vault and an azure sea and also limns the way in which these two textures collide and reflect. ![]() ![]() I am standing on a ferry-boat that is crossing a lovely harbor. I do know a little of how I came to be in two minds. And on that point I have no vagueness or indecision. (Salman Rushdie, commenting on my book god Is Not Great, remarked rather mordantly that the chief problem with its title was a lack of economy: that it was in other words exactly one word too long.)īut whatever one’s ontology may be, it will always seem tempting to believe that everything must have a first cause or, if nothing quite as grand as that, at the very least a definite beginning. I OF COURSE do not believe that it is “Allah” who determines these things. ![]() There is always a moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in. ![]()
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