Oh, But When Love Is Reached Through

I Am Afraid Of Death. I Believe Nothing, And Therefore Like Many Who Believe Nothing I Must Make Something, And That Something Is The Meaning Which I Give My Life.

My Last Sunrise. That Morning, I Was Not Yet A Vampire. And I Saw My Last Sunrise. I Remember It Completely; Yet I Do Not Think I Remember Any Other Sunrise Before It.

Re-telling The Christian Story Is The Essence Of My Vocation. That Has Been Going On Since The Evangelists In One Form Or Another.

The Old Gods Will Bring About Vengeance Not So Much Because They Exist But Because I Once Honored Them.

A Perfectly Evil Devil Makes Even Less Sense Than A Perfect God.