“See, a marriage needs love. And God. And a little money. That's all.” ― James McBride --- AKSHR

“See, a marriage needs love. 

And God. And a little money.   

That's all.” 

― James McBride

Educate yourself or you'll be a nobody!” ― James McBride ----- AKSHR

 

“I asked her if I was black or white. 

She replied "You are a human being. 

Educate yourself or you'll be a nobody!”                 

― James McBride, The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother

“God is the color of water. Water doesn't have a color.” ― James McBride --- AKSHR

 

“God is the color of water. Water doesn't have a color.”

― James McBride, The Color of Water: A Black Man's Tribute to His White Mother

“Real life seeks the gentle slopes at the back of Mount Improbable ..... ” Richard Dawkins ----- AKSHR

 

“Real life seeks the gentle slopes at the back of Mount Improbable, 

while creationists are blind to all but the daunting precipice at the front.”

Richard Dawkins

“The word ‘mundane’ has come to mean ‘boring’ and ‘dull’, ..... ” Richard Dawkins --- AKSHR

 

“The word ‘mundane’ has come to mean ‘boring’ and ‘dull’, and it really shouldn’t - it should mean the opposite. Because it comes from the Latin mundus, meaning ‘the world’. And the world is anything but dull: The world is wonderful. There’s real poetry in the real world. Science is the poetry of reality.”

Richard Dawkins

“Fundamentalist religion is hell-bent on ruining the scientific education --- Richard Dawkins --- AKSHR

“Fundamentalist religion is hell-bent on ruining the scientific education of countless thousands of innocent, well-meaning, eager young minds. Non-fundamentalist, ‘sensible’ religion may not be doing that. But it is making the world safe for fundamentalism by teaching children, from their earliest years, that unquestioning faith is a virtue.”

"Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays." — Soren Kierkegaard --- AKSHR

 

"Prayer does not change God, but it changes him who prays." — Soren Kierkegaard

 

A whispered plea, a fervent sigh,

A soul's embrace beneath the sky.

No mountain shifts, no star takes flight,

But in the heart, a wondrous light.

 

For prayer, it's not a sculptor's hand,

To mold the heavens, understand.

It shapes the soul, it stills the storm,

And whispers peace, a gentle form.

 

The deity remains serene,

Unmoved by supplication keen.

But in the soul, a change takes hold,

A story woven, brave and bold.

 

The heart, once fractured, finds its mend,

With faith's soft touch, a whispered trend.

The spirit soars, the spirit grows,

As prayer's sweet balm the sorrow flows.

 

No power shifts, no throne is swayed,

But hope's soft ember, brightly played.

The supplicant, transformed by grace,

Finds strength within, a tranquil space.

 

So pray, dear soul, with heart so true,

For in the act, a change anew.

Not God's vast form, but yours, is changed,

By love's soft touch, a peace exchanged.