It's Not Going To Be Easy To

I Think Of My Brother Just Out Of Prison Again. He Will Have Spent Ten Years Of The Last 30 In Prison.

But How Shall We Educate Men To Goodness, To A Sense Of One Another, To A Love Of Truth? And More Urgently, How Shall We Do This In A Bad Time?

I Never Met A Jesuit Before I Applied For The Order.

For My Part, I Believe That The Vain, Glorious And The Violent Will Not Inherit The Earth. . . . In Pursuance Of That Faith My Friends And I Take The Hands Of The Dying In Our Hands. And Some Of Us Travel To The Pentagon, And Others Live In The Bowery And Serve There, And Others Speak Unpopularly And Plainly Of The Fate Of The Unborn And Of Convicted Criminals. It Is All One.

I'd Like To Die With My Boots On.