Even Before 9/11 I Was Gripped By

There Are Some Forms Of Religion That Are Bad, Just As There's Bad Cooking Or Bad Art Or Bad Sex, You Have Bad Religion Too.

Surely It's Better To Love Others, However Messy And Imperfect The Involvement, Than To Allow One's Capacity For Love To Harden.

My Study Of Religion, Which I Regard In Many Ways As An Art Form, Is A Search For Meaning.

I Had Tried, As I Thought As A Nun, To Open Myself To God And God Seemed Totally Uninterested In Me. The Heavens Remained Closed And Opaque. I Now Realize, Of Course, That I Had A Very, Very Inadequate Idea Of God. I Was Expecting Clouds To Part, A Little Sort Of Whisper In My Ear, And Of Course, That's Not What God Is. God Is Not Another Being; We Are Talking About Something Much More Profound.

There Is No Ascent To The Heights Without Prior Descent Into Darkness, No New Life Without Some Form Of Death.