To Each Person, Their Own

I've Tried Them All, I Really Have, And The Only Church That Truly Feeds The Soul, Day In, Day Out, Is The Church Of Baseball.

Everyone Has A Responsibility Towards This Larger Family Of Man, But Especially If You're Privileged, That Increases Your Responsibility.

My Aunt Had Given Me These Rosary Beads That Were Glow-in-the-dark. So All Of A Sudden I Look Down And They're Glowing, And I'm Looking Toward The Door And Thinking, "oh, My God, I Don't Want Anything To Come Though Here. I'm Not Worthy, I'm Not Ready." I Didn't Want To Be One Of Those Kids Who Sees Our Lady Of Fatima.

There Is No Shortcut To Grieving.

I Can't Speak For Other People, But For Me, It Never Really Worked To Think Something Like, "what Beatle Did She Like In High School?" Or Those Kinds Of Elaborate Backstories.