I like smoking! I mean, God, I quit everything else, can&#39;t I smoke?

Readers and writers are united in their need for solitude, in their pursuit of substance in a time of ever-increasing evanescence: in their reach inward, via print, for a way out of loneliness.

You have to "be the Devil, to know the Devil."

Life on earth is a dot, a brief window of opportunity; life in Heaven (and ultimately on the New Earth) is a line going out from that dot for eternity. If we’re smart, we’ll live not for the dot, but for the line.

Written By Randy Alcorn

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