The secular world is more spiritual than it thinks, just as the ecclesiastical world is more materialist than it cares to acknowledge.

It's more fun to watch without joining in.

On the way to work good-hearted young girls sometimes offer me their seats, which I accept and bless them in return, a transaction satisfying to all concerned.

My mother enjoyed old age, and because of her I've begun to enjoy parts of it too. So far I've had it good and am crumbling nicely.

I was certainly open for something being on the edge of a nervous breakdown, perplexed by my own sexuality. I was gay.

Pious XII was too neutral to mention the gas chambers; decent people like my own family were turned into devils by crude Christianity.

This Christian poison hasn't stopped yet.