When reading the history of the Jewish people of their flight from slavery to death of their exchange of tyrants I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated deceived and abused. Their god was quick-tempered unreasonable cruel revengeful and dishonest. He was always promising but never performed. He wasted time in ceremony and childish detail and in the exaggeration of what he had done. It is impossible for me to conceive of a character more utterly detestable than that of the Hebrew god. He had solemnly promised the Jews that he would take them from Egypt to a land flowing with milk and honey. He had led them to believe that in a little while their troubles would be over and that they would soon in the land of Canaan surrounded by their wives and little ones forget the stripes and tears of Egypt. After promising the poor wanderers again and again that he would lead them in safety to the promised land of joy and plenty this God forgetting every promise said to the wretches in his powerYour carcasses shall fall in this wilderness and your children shall wander until your carcasses be wasted. This curse was the conclusion of the whole matter. Into this dust of death and night faded all the promises of God. Into this rottenness of wandering despair fell all the dreams of liberty and home. Millions of corpses were left to rot in the desert and each one certified to the dishonesty of Jehovah. I cannot believe these things. They are so cruel and heartless that my blood is chilled and my sense of justice shocked. A book that is equally abhorrent to my head and heart cannot be accepted as a revelation from God.When we think of the poor Jews destroyed murdered bitten by serpents visited by plagues decimated by famine butchered by each other swallowed by the earth frightened cursed starved deceived robbed and outraged how thankful we should be that we are not the chosen people of God. No wonder that they longed for the slavery of Egypt and remembered with sorrow the unhappy day when they exchanged masters. Compared with Jehovah Pharaoh was a benefactor and the tyranny of Egypt was freedom to those who suffered the liberty of God.While reading the Pentateuch I am filled with indignation pity and horror. Nothing can be sadder than the history of the starved and frightened wretches who wandered over the desolate crags and sands of wilderness and desert the prey of famine sword and plague. Ignorant and superstitious to the last degree governed by falsehood plundered by hypocrisy they were the sport of priests and the food of fear. God was their greatest enemy and death their only friend.It is impossible to conceive of a more thoroughly despicable hateful and arrogant being than the Jewish god. He is without a redeeming feature. In the mythology of the world he has no parallel. He only is never touched by agony and tears. He delights only in blood and pain. Human affections are naught to him. He cares neither for love nor music beauty nor joy. A false friend an unjust judge a braggart hypocrite and tyrant sincere in hatred jealous vain and revengeful false in promise honest in curse suspicious ignorant and changeable infamous and hideoussuch is the God of the Pentateuch.

It is good to stay in a peaceful poverty than to stay in a painful wealth.

He would pray...for everyone who knew pain which meant everyone who wore a human face.

The most important experiences of a man are those which take him to his or her limit.To learn beyond that one needs to accumulate all the courage and expand his limits.Sex pain and love are all extreme experiences. Dreaming big is another such extreme experience.

This is the story of an electrically alive young woman on the brink of her adult life. An artist equally attuned to the light as the shadows with a limitless hunger for experience and knowledge completely unafraid of lifes more frightening opportunities.

When I was doing the Mademoiselle application my husband would peer over my shoulder and say What are you doing competing with the best brains in the country Why dont you just wash the dishes When the telegram came from Mademoiselle I ran outside and shouted Guess who has the best brains in the country

Many years later when I began training as a plastic surgeon I understood something that I had not that day in the kitchen arguing for Thalia to leave Tinos for the boarding school. I learned that the world didnt see the inside of you that it didnt care a whit about the hopes and dreams and sorrows that lay masked by skin and bone. It was as simple as absurd and as cruel as that. My patients knew this. They saw that much of what they were would be or could be hinged on the symmetry of their bone structure the space between their eyes their chin length the tip projection of their nose whether they had an ideal nasofrontal angle or not.Beauty is an enormous unmerited gift given randomly stupidly.

I am enduring temporary sufferings to fulfill my dearest dreams.

Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse so is the love.