When I was sixteen or so, I picked up a bible just for the hell of it to see what the fuss really was about, and after several dozen "begats," I said, "fuck this" and skipped to what I knew to be the bloody ending. I only revelations, and I never intend to open a bible again. It was a less than compelling read.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell