God, for example, appealed to me as a beardless man wearing a quilted silk cap; holiness was something burning, forbidding, something connected with fire while a day had the form of an oblong box. ↗
Living wild species are like a library of books still unread. Our heedless destruction of them is akin to burning the library without ever having read its books. ↗
It was with 9/11 that I came to fully appreciate and embrace NPR's irreplaceability as a sanity preserver, its unique virtues as first responder on the burning scene. ↗