Dont you know. . . I'm the boggyman. "-St. Dane
We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.
nature has not changed. The night is still unsullied, the stars still twinkle, and the wild thyme smells as sweetly now as it did then. . . We may be afflicted and unhappy, but no one can take from us the sweet delight which is nature's gift to those who love her and her poetry.
If they are ignorant, they are despised, if learned, mocked. In love they are reduced to the status of courtesans. As wives they are treated more as servants than as companions. Men do not love them: they make use of them, they exploit them, and expect, in that way, to make them subject to the law of fidelity.
When I tried to draw near, you dissolved into air before my lips could touch you. . .
faith is like love; when you want it you can't find it, and you find it when you least expect it.
These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!
I did a project on immigration, which is something that has always been close to my heart. For me, immigration was the way to evolve, to make people better.
As human beings, what we can do is extend help in whatever way possible.
We believe that it takes a strong back and a soft front to face the world.
The task of evangelizing all people constitutes the essential mission of the Church. It is a task and mission which the vast and profound changes of present-day society make all the more urgent. Evangelizing is in fact the grace and vocation proper to the Church, her deepest identity. She exists in order to evangelize.