And so this young one, this young one whom I had so loved, I had to forsake, no matter how broken my heart, no matter how lonely my soul, no matter how bruised my intellect and spirit.

Thank God he killed the guy. Oh, now, wait a minute. What kind of a prayer was that!

I enjoy the Web site a lot and I like being able to talk to my readers. I've always had a very close relationship with them.

I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.

I am deeply discouraged by Catholic Bishops who say Catholics cannot support same sex marriage in our secular culture.

The worst takes its time to come, and then to pass.

We have to become saints. We have to become like Christ. Anything less is simply not enough.