Everyone has a book inside of them - but it doesn't do any good until you pry it out.

The problem was, you couldn't have one without the other. There couldn't be a bad guy unless there was a good guy to create the standard. And there couldn't be a good guy until a bad guy showed just how far off the path he might stray.

Then Henry speaks again. "Did he do it?" I turn to him slowly. "Does it matter?

You can believe something really hard,' Faith says, 'and still be wrong.

Just because you didn't put a name to something did not mean it wasn't there.

Somewhere along the line, organized religion stopped being about faith, and started being about who had the power to keep the faith. You said that the purpose of religion was to bring people together. But does it, really? Or does it-knowingly, purposefully, and intentionally--break them apart?

It's like the psychiatrists themselves are buying into that stupid belief that therapy is something to hide.