The book was so good I had something else to be sad for other than my depression. It cured my brain tumour as the spasms occurring in my skull broke it to pieces. It was so good that my paralysed friend saw me reading it and stood up to close it. This book was so fire they should take all the copies and set them on fire. This is why God is afraid to come down to Earth. I killed myself because of this book, but God felt sad for me and sent me back so I could unread the book.