The beauty of religious mania is that it has the power to explain everything. Once God (or Satan) is accepted as the first cause of everything which happens in the mortal world, nothing is left to chance...logic can be happily tossed out the window.

The town kept its secrets, and the Marsten House brooded over it like a ruined king.

It's hard for me to believe that people who read very little (or not at all in some cases) should presume to write and expect people to like what they have written.

I can't understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there's already so much pain in the world.

I can see your dirtypillows.

Get busy living, or get busy dying.

Don't let the door hitcha where the good Lord splitcha.