To the dumb question "Why me?" the cosmos barely bothers to return the reply: why not?
If I convert it's because it's better that a believer dies than that an atheist does.
Your narrative may fail to grip if you haven't taken any care to find out how well or badly your audience member is faring (or feeling).
Si me convierto será porque es preferible que muera un creyente a que lo haga un ateo.
In one way, I suppose, I have been "in denial" for some time, knowingly burning the candle at both ends and finding that it often gives a lovely light. But for precisely that reason, I can't see myself smiting my brow with shock or hear myself whinin...
However, one thing that grave illness does is to make you examine familiar principles and seemingly reliable sayings. And there's one that I find I am not saying with quite the same conviction as I once used to: In particular, I have slightly stopped...
I love the imagery of struggle. I sometimes wish I were suffering in a good cause, or risking my life for the good of others, instead of just being a gravely endangered patient. Allow me to inform you, though, that when you sit in a room with a set o...
It's probably a merciful thing that pain is impossible to describe from memory
The man who prays is the one who thinks that god has arranged matters all wrong, but who also thinks that he can instruct god how to put them right.
Avoid stock expressions (like the plague, as William Safire used to say) and repetitions. Don't say that as a boy your grandmother used to read to you, unless at that stage of her life she really was a boy, in which case you have probably thrown away...
