Why There Is No Heaven on Earth is the most important book I've ever read.

It is out of print.

I have a copy somewhere.

I shall record myself reading it aloud, but I am afraid I will mispronounce words.

What is there to fear?

I may fear unkind rascals, pouncing on my ignorance, mocking my errors in pronunciacion,

If I laugh at my own ignorance first and mock my own errors, then their laughs will join mine and buoy us, rather than cut at me.

So I should read the book, laugh at myself when I mess up, and get on with things.