As I lay on the grass beside a river, with a forest in the background, I looked into the sky and said: “God, I know you’re there; but I don’t like any of these religions.
Es gulēju zālē upes krastā, un aiz manis slējās meža siena; es lūkojos debesīs un teicu: ” Dievs, es zinu, ka tu esi tur, bet man nepatīk neviena no šīm reliģijām.