Anger is too pathetic. Anger is as weak as fear.

And when a strong man is sweet, even Goddesses look down from Mount Olympus.

Maybe that's what Hell is. You go mad. And all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up.

It's not so," I said. "And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

I had many wonderful experiences, received beautiful letters, and my Christian books received substantive and thoughtful reviews. But there was always argument, dispute, questions as to what I "really" believed, lectures from here and there on "the real truth," etc.

I broke with my religion in college.

I would die rather than live without you. I would die the same way he died. I can't bear you to look at me the way you did. I cannot bear it if you do not love me!" -Claudia.