Never forget that [God] tests his real friends more severely than the lukewarm ones.

Lourdes was a bonfire thousands of candles and burning cries and a week of rising suns over an esplanade where stretcher cases lay side by side, end to end, waiting for a priest to come with a monstrance that gathered sun to its gold and blazed in the sign of the cross above the stretchers.

The dark-veiled silhouette that solitary form patrolling without visible strain or vainglory a demented dreamland of fearful potential.

The awesome antiphon swelled in the dark and expanded.

She has consistently scored higher on the [USGA Rules] tests than me. I'll have friends call and tell me that they've had a ruling problem, and they'll ask if Carolyn is available.

That God does not exist, I cannot deny, That my whole being cries out for God I cannot forget