Wanderings, meanderings, traipses, twists and turns, the aimless and nomadic, the errant and fancy-free, the migratory, moving and rootless ramblings of a perambulatory, peripatetic and very wayward duck, far too big for her own pond.
”I can understand being open to the existence of God and the beauty of rituals and benefits of prayer. But the existence of a juvenile brontosaurus on the ark? And an earth that’s barely older than Gene Hackman? I have to go with 99 percent of scientists on this one.
A.J. Jacobs (The Year of Living Biblically), on creationists’ world view