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

Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you of all souls! You.

But the sky was never quite the same shade of blue again.

It is tragic that many in America think of us - Christians - as being people who hate others.

Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mortal till you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother, and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him.

Nothing in all the world is so nonsensical and contradictory, save mortals, that is, who live in the grip of the superstitions of the past.

I have to move away from organized religion. The toxic confusion and anger I was feeling in church had become too great.