Every Weakness Contains Within Itself A Strength.

Sin, He Reflected, Is Not What It Is Usually Thought To Be; It Is Not To Steal And Tell Lies. Sin Is For One Man To Walk Brutally Over The Life Of Another And To Be Quite Oblivious Of The Wounds He Has Left Behind.

The Smell Of Death Was Thick In The City Of Vara?asi. And In Tokyo As Well. And Yet The Birds Blissfully Sang Their Songs.

Christ Did Not Die For The Good And Beautiful. It Is Easy Enough To Die For The Good And Beautiful; The Hard Thing Is To Die For The Miserable And Corrupt.

I Became A Catholic Against My Will.

Every Weakness Contains Within Itself A Strength.