The priesthood is a marriage. People often start by falling in love, and they go on for years without realizing that love must change into some other love which is so unlike it that it can hardly be recognized as love at all.

One doesn't have to get anywhere in a marriage. It's not a public conveyance.

There is nothing like early promiscuous sex for dispelling life's bright mysterious expectations.

There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.

We must live by the light of our own self-satisfaction, through that secret vital busy inwardness which is even more remarkable than our reason.

to be understood is not a human right. Even to understand oneself is not a human right.

... half the world starves. What a planet. And the eating, if you're lucky enough to do any. Stuffing pieces of dead animals into a hole in your face. Then munch, munch, munch. If there's anybody watching, they must be dying of laughter.