She needed help, but God was in a meeting whenever she rang.

Let me see if I can put it in words that even the inebriated might understand.

... overdramatizing the word of God, turning the Scriptures into a cross between a German opera and a hockey game.

If you fail to pilot your own ship, don't be surprised at what inappropiate port you find yourself docked.

Ophelia was a bride of god a novice Carmelite in sister cells the cloister bells tolled on her wedding night

I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask no eye would mourn I never caused a thought of gloom A smile of joy since I was born In secret pleasure - se…

'Twas when the seas were roaring With hollow blasts of wind, A damsel lay deploring, All on a rock reclined.