There Ain't Any News In Being Good. You Might Write The Doings Of All The
Convents Of The World On The Back Of A Postage Stamp, And Have Room To Spare.
There ain't any news in being good. You might write the doings of all the
convents of the world on the back of a postage stamp, and have room to spare.
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of his
own devising which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the
other players, to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker
in a pitch dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a dealer
who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time....