“She felt like a baton getting passed along in a relay race, completely devoid of any control over her destiny.”

“Someone tells me I’ve been touched by Jesus, I remember.”“Not Jesus,” he said in all seriousness. “The hand of God.”

“She felt like a baton getting passed along in a relay race, completely devoid of any control over her destiny.”

“Rule Number Two, Monsignor. Do not show pity.”

“Everybody was sorry. Sorry was easy. Sorry was for suckers.”

“Women are not on this planet exclusively to inspire men and make them happy. We have our own dreams and needs, our own shit to get done.”