In a world that daily disconnects further from truth, more and more people accept the virtual in place of the real, and all things virtual are also malleable.

I have avoided becoming stale by putting a little water on the plate, lying on the plate, and having myself refreshed in a toaster oven for 23 minutes once every month.

What we do as a society is seek simple answers.

The hatred of truth is the taproot of violence.

If we were capable of thinking of everything, we would still be living in Eden, rent-free with all-you-can-eat buffets and infinitely better daytime TV programming.

It is music that speaks to the deepest reaches of your soul, and you are lifted higher, ever higher, by the adagio, in my opinion more so even than in any of the masses that Beethoven composed.

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