And I loved this moment for all it's pain...We seemed for a moment like two parts of the same thing.
The supernatural world has always been more real to me than the real world.
I wish we had more visible Christian and Catholic leaders who talked about love.
And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus.
Aren't there gradations of evil? Is evil a great perilous gulf into which one falls with the first sin, plummeting to the depth?
How pathetic it is to describe these things which can't truly be described.