“Lewis and I played my-God-how-tacky-is-that? with Patrick's collection of objets d'crap, finally coming to the conclusion that only a going-out-of-business sale at a whorehouse could really explain a lot of it.”

“It's impossible to explain to a Yankee what `tacky' is. They simply have no word for it up north, but my God, do they ever need one.”

“This is a quote from C. S. Lewis. It helped me a lot when I was trying to decide God's will fro me when my emotions were overruling my logic. Feelings come adn go, and when they come, a good use can be made of them, but they cannot be our regular spiritual diet.”

“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”

“I scowled. I could resist it all I wanted, but I did understand what he was trying to explain. How sometimes he pieces of who you thought you were didn't add up to who you really were, like with me not standing up for Patrick when he wore those pants.”

“Hell is only loneliness, a place without play for the soul, a place without God. How could there be God in loneliness when God is presence?”