If you thirst you may drink.

You are certainly under the guidance of the Holy Ghost or you wouldn't have come where you now are.

Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.

One flesh. Or if you prefer, one ship. The starboard engine has gone. I, the port engine, must chug along somehow till we make harbour. Or rather, till the journey ends.

Earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy.

Unless Christianity is wholly false, the perception of ourselves which we have in moments of shame must be the only true one.

A real desire to believe all the good you can of others and to make others as comfortable as you can will solve most of the problems.