- She was savagely swept up in a current and drowned in foam and fury.
- He was later raised by a fisherman who buried him by sweat and shovel.
- She soon rested by my side breathing in dreams and exhaling hushed secrets.
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- He wore a tattered pinstripe jacket, and the church bells rang for the work shifts to begin.
- A hot breeze rolled over the hill, and the spring odors swelled with blood and rot.
- His words were discomforting white lies, but his casket had beautiful lining.
- I became aware of reality again in the middle of saying the creed, on account of not having a consciousness, since the death of Freud at least.
- The alms were given, since scarcity is scarce, to the blessed poor.
- The cassock was dark, black is its only color after all, whether in day or night.
- Our judgment came before the fire, and like the fire, it was kindled more by the burning pages.
- The end started with the beginning, and as the beginning, it introduced the reader to the hero.
- His hating eyes began before my response, and like the response, it began building to a violent conclusion.
- Divinity School can be a faith community; they can have their own gods.
- Time is money, we're convinced we can own it.
- Appeal to authority is a fallacy, or so I'm told.
- Many things drive us to attempt to consume God's being, the most distasteful, that I've witnessed, are experiences.
- There are a few good ways to cook a fish, the best of which, in my opinion, is in a plate.
- Of all the forms that charity takes, the only one that matters, contrary to the spirit of the times, is in the form of our souls.
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