Some scars never heal. And he sounds like he has a lot of them.' 'But Christ had scars too, even on His risen Body. Wounds in this life become glory in the next.

Every once in a while you just have to decide to do something very crazy and very right--just to dare yourself to live. I don't mean doing something stupid and destructive--just something fun and good and beautiful.

Hello again, violinist,' he said in a hoarse voice. 'Fancy meeting you here.

For years, we in publishing have been hearing from Catholic readers that they really yearn for Catholic fiction.

Can you imagine anything more tragic?' Rose asked. 'To be born a princess --native and to the manor born-- and then to forget who you are and settle for being something horrible like an--an accountant!

His eyes gravitated towards the wall-to-wall bookshelf at one end of the room. 'You folks like books, I see.

Oh, but a real princess would know that hard work ennobles the soul,' Rose objected. 'That would be one of the signs.