They strolled toward town, stopping now and then to let him catch his breath and to gaze upward, for the west Kansas sky is black velvet on clear, cool December nights, and the Milky Way is strung acr...
No matter how dark the tapestry God weaves for us, there's always a thread of grace.
I think the world will be a better place when science has swept all religions into the dustbin of history. What is religion but a shared belief in things that cannot be known.
I still have a headache powder saved up,
His greatest satisfaction as a priest was to grant absolution, to help people forgive themselves for not being perfect, make amends, and get on with life.
Celestina Giuliani learned the word slander at her cousin's baptism.
But, Jimmy! What unnatural words. Always and forever! Those aren’t human words, Jim. Not even stones are always and forever.
As far as Wyatt Earp knew, it was not illegal to beat a horse. In the past few years, he’d worked as a part-time policeman in a string of Kansas cow towns. Each time he was sworn in, he made an effort...
Abandon a dachshund and upon your return, you may well be confronted with a small token of her displeasure. This, for the dachshund, is an undignified but necessary form of training. Eventually, you w...
And yet, in the end, did Klara Hitler's sickly son ever fire a gun? One hollow, hateful little an. One last awful thought: all the harm he ever did was done for him by others.
Hair and crumbs and unidentifiable orts to be vacuumed,
You’ve seen what, Emilio conceded, but not why! That’s where God is, Anne. In the why of it—in the meaning.
Within himself, Tom Fisher smiles serenely. It's almost too easy. Promise these morons something they want. Let them believe in it. Then take it away. And tell them who's to blame.
To leave the apple unpicked—that was sin.
To Robert, he wrote, In Texas, rocks are considered inadequate weaponry during school yard scuffles. Dallas children carry a brace of loaded pistols, a concealed Deringer, and a six-inch toadsticker i...
The Elder is called Dee, first-born, of the Yarbrough lineage, whose landname is VaWaco.
Show God what yer made of, man. Pucker up and kiss the cross.
Raise your sights, sugar. Aim low all you'll hit is rats, snakes and rock bottom from Epitaph
Not just survival but a good life, full of learning, full of love, Emilio thought, and took a step closer to the death he felt inside himself. He
Maybe God is only the most powerful poetic idea we humans’re capable of thinkin’, he said one night, after a few drinks. Maybe God has no reality outside our minds and exists only in the paradox of Pe...