My mother would give my brothers and me a pile of catalogues and let us pick what we wanted for Christmas.
Science has not been successful by making up explanations of things that fit with the current social fabric.
Science grows like a weed every year.
Science consistently produces a new crop of miraculous truths and dazzling devices every year.
Religion is inwardly focused and driven only to sustain itself.
Sometimes in the morning, when it's a good surf, I go out there, and I don't feel like it's a bad world.
Art is subject to arbitrary fashion.
Each of us have things and thoughts and descriptions of an amazing universe in our possession that kings in the 17th Century would have gone to war to possess.