God had turned His face away and why not? This horror was as much His doing as hers.

But sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. It's what you say when you spill a cup of coffee or throw a gutterball when you're bowling with the girls in the l…

Late at night I keep thinking: if I had only reached to that girl, if only, if only.

...the Lot's knowledge of the country's torment was academic. Time went on a different schedule there. Nothing too nasty could happen in such a nice little tow…

God is indeed dead. He died of self-horror when He saw the creature He had made in His own image.

I am not yet born; forgive me For the sins that in me the world shall commit, my words When they speak me, my thoughts when they think me, My treason engendere…

In some causes silence is dangerous; so if any know of conspiracies against their country or king, or any that might greatly prejudice their neighbor, they oug…