Oh, but a real princess would know that hard work ennobles the soul,' Rose objected. 'That would be one of the signs.

My parents reverted to their Catholic faith through the charismatic renewal, so I was raised charismatic.

The boys at school are so degenerate that it makes one feel pessimistic about the future of the male gender in general.

Some scars never heal. And he sounds like he has a lot of them.' 'But Christ had scars too, even on His risen Body. Wounds in this life become glory in the next.

How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?" "Look it up in the phrase book.

It was Night. In most places, Night is a time for sleep, for calm, and for mystery. But not in New York City, where many things conspired every evening to murder the night.

Bear heard Rose in the background saying, 'Why thank you, Mr. Fish.' 'Good redhead. Helpful redhead,' Fish returned.

My skin's too white." she said. Says who, Snow White?" he said, touching her cheek lightly with one hand.

For years, we in publishing have been hearing from Catholic readers that they really yearn for Catholic fiction.

Blanche, prosaic in a pale yellow sweater and blue jeans, was wondering again if anything mattered—-life, faith--specifically, finishing homework assignments.

There was a silence. Then Paul looked at Alex. 'She knows Chesterton.' 'She lives,' said Alex.

I love studying Ancient History and seeing how empires rise and fall, sowing the seeds of their own destruction.

Hindsight is not necessarily the best guide to understanding what really happened. The past is often as distorted by hindsight as it is clarified by it.

Circumstantial evidence is evidence.

A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.

Perhaps I’ve been rushing my whole entire life, jumping into things headfirst without thinking them through. Running through the days without noticing the minutes.

Acceptance is a small quiet room.

But let us not forget that cities are like human beings. They are born, they go through childhood and adolescence, they grow old, and eventually they die

Look at Donald Trump: He loves to call out individual reporters by name, which leads to major problems in those reporters' lives. I certainly don't want to add to that myself.

This law of monogamy, or the monogamic system, laid the foundation for prostitution and the evils and diseases of the most revolting nature and character under which modern Christendom groans.