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Sleep Is Your Friend. Dreams Are Your Unwelcome Guests.

God, Why Didn't You Make Us All Dogs?

You Have Made Me Ashamed Of The Wasted Years. You Have Made Me Acknowledge That No Darkness Has Ever Been Deep Enough To Extinguish My Personal Knowledge Of Love. And All Around Me In This World I See Evidence Of Love. I See Love. I See It In The Human Struggle. I See Its Undeniable Penetration In All That Humans Have Accomplished In Their Poetry, Their Painting, Their Music, Their Love Of One Another And Refusal To Accept Suffering As Their Lot.

I Am Deeply Discouraged By Catholic Bishops Who Say Catholics Cannot Support Same Sex Marriage In Our Secular Culture.

There Was No Point In Waiting Until The Next World. You Had To Do Everything Now, Every Kind Of Sin.