“I could not help but think that somewhere along the way we had missed what was radical about our faith and replaced it with what is comfortable.”

“...I think our 'changes' are not as radical as we suppose - in some way we persist as us...”

“No. I believe in free will. I think we make our own decisions and carry out our own actions. And our actions have consequences. The world is what we make it. But I think sometime we can ask God to help us and He will. Sometime I think He looks down and say, 'Wow, look what those idiots are up to now. I guess I better help them along a little'.”

“What's wrong with people?" she says, almost too quiet for me to hear. "Were they born with parts missing or did it fall out somewhere along the way?”

“We live, we die. Somewhere along the way, if we're lucky, we may find someone to help lighten the load.”

“I used to dream big. It seemed like somewhere along the way I had forgotten about that. And gave up.”