I love the world the Lord has created; I love the mountains, the rivers, the valleys, the skies. I love the forests, the fields, the flowers. I love the mysteries of evolution and dna and the big bang. I want to know the majesties of the Lord's Creation. I cannot close my eyes to all this. I cannot turn away from science and scientific exploration.

Garden of Pain, I need you. What were the songs of beasts to the cries of sentient souls?

He had never expected death to be this quiet, this secretive, this easy.

We need to stop fighting Christian against Christian. I have no time for anything but trying to love other people. That is a full-time job.

I don't like myself you know. I love myself. I'm devoted to myself till my dying day. But I don't like myself.

I assume as a child Jesus had to learn how to do carpentry, learn Torah, learn all the things a human child had to learn. If He was human in all ways except that He did not sin, this must have been the case.

Come on, say it again. I'm a perfect devil. Tell me how bad I am. It makes me feel so good!