Catholics have more extreme sex lives because they're taught that pleasure is bad for you. Who thinks it's normal to kneel down to a naked man who's nailed to a cross? It's like a bad leather bar.

Turn over the rudder in God's name, and sail with the wind heaven sends us.

Freedom of choice makes it possible to plan our lives and to make the most of ourselves. Yet if this freedom lacks noble goals or personal discipline, it degenerates into an inability to give oneself generously to others.

I know I am awful. But how much more awful I should be without the Faith.

Jesus assumes, as it were, the fall of man, lets himself into man's fallenness, prays to the Father out of the lowest depths of human dereliction and anguish. He lays his will in the will of the Father's: Not my will but yours be done. He lays the human will in the divine. He takes up all the hesitation of the human will and endures it. It is this very conforming of the human will to the divine that is the heart of redemption.

We throw ourselves down, as Jesus did, before the mystery of God's power present to us, knowing that the Cross is the true burning bush, the place of the flame of God's love, which burns but does not destroy.

I believe people ought to mate for life...like pigeons or Catholics.

Catholicism has changed tremendously in recent years. Now when Communion is served there is also a salad bar.

Where I come from, when a Catholic marries a Lutheran it is considered the first step on the road to Minneapolis.