If the line between good and evil cuts through the human heart there’s gotta be some overlap. The lovely mesh seems so far to last
Chapter Nine of Peace Like a River — the best novel of the first quarter century of the millennia and yes, I know there are
Did not know this until just now but a few weeks ago was World Tuberculosis Day, which honors the date the TB bacterium was discovered
Silence is the real. Words lie on top. + To be alone with the Alone He drapes himself in silence Art, too, is the fruit
Something we know well and another I know little. Remember … re-member … before we begin Dallas Willard on knowing — namely … named-ly …
A report from the lab — She’ll talk sometimes, make an endless series of noises with inflections and rhythm and pauses. Or she’ll just scream
Don’t ask me for grace. Not because I don’t want you to have it, for I certainly do. But I can’t give it to you.
I get all the adultery I want. It’s true. Ask Michele. Thing is, I don’t want any. You may have guessed this, but others may