God! How Is It That

What Does The Truth Matter? Haven't We Mothers All Given Our Sons A Taste For Lies, Lies Which From The Cradle Upwards Lull Them, Reassure Them, Send Them To Sleep: Lies As Soft And Warm As A Breast!

Fear, True Fear, Is A Savage Frenzy. Of All The Insanities Of Which We Are Capable, It Is Surely The Cruelest. There Is Naught To Equal Its Drive, And Naught Can Survive Its Thrust.

Fact Is Our Lord Knew All About The Power Of Money: He Gave Capitalism A Tiny Niche In His Scheme Of Things, He Gave It A Chance, He Even Provided A First Installment Of Funds. Can You Beat That? It's So Magnificent. God Despises Nothing. After All, If The Deal Had Come Off, Judas Would Probably Have Endowed Sanatoriums, Hospitals, Public Libraries Or Laboratories.

I Know The Compassion Of Others Is A Relief At First. I Don't Despise It. But It Can't Quench Pain, It Slips Through Your Soul As Through A Sieve. And When Our Suffering Has Been Dragged From One Pity To Another, As From One Mouth To Another, We Can No Longer Respect Or Love It.

What Does It Matter, All Is Grace.