You think you've got problems. My favourite Afghan restaurant closed down. My girlfriend left. A bad-tempered lawyer named Keziah crashed her car into mine. And we couldn't even die properly. Paradise turned out to be a cage in the heavens where evil spirits market-tested new temptations, where everyone could see our memories, and where we were stuck forever. A snake with a personality disorder offered us a way out. The trouble was, it meant facing up to the worst problem of all: Myself. Paradise - a divine comedy is a disorderly romp through death, life,...
You think you've got problems. My favourite Afghan restaurant closed down. My girlfriend left. A bad-tempered lawyer named Keziah crashed her ...
If the Universe were a funfair -- galaxies whirling like fairground rides, streams of gas and dust strewn across the sky like bunting, people wandering through it eating hot-dogs -- where did it come from?
Who put it there?
Science does a wonderful job explaining part of the story. It just can't do the beginning, or the end, or the meaning. It can't tell us why there is something, rather than nothing at all.
And it can't tell us how the fruit-eating primates turned into people who hum music, write novels,...
It's the biggest mystery.
If the Universe were a funfair -- galaxies whirling like fairground rides, streams of gas and dust strewn a...
