Then what are you? An electronic Hannibal Lector? You can't eat my liver with fava beans through a modem, you know.

Most universities are no longer temples of knowledge, but of power, and true moderns worship there.

The primitive in each of us climbs closer to the surface during the night, for the moon sings to it, and the cold void between the stars speaks its language. To that savage self, evil can look lovely in too little light.

I just became fascinated with how complex and unlikely the universe is and life is and Catholicism gives me an answer to that.

Behind every closed door might wait a thief of minds and a collector of souls.

Grief is a healthy emotion, and it's healthy to embrace it. By accepting loss, we clarify our values and the meaning of our lives.

The truth was stranger than the official fiction.