What do you want to swear to?” she asks. “Science? Deductive reasoning? The ghost of Friedrich Nietzsche?

I said those things because I’m Catholic. Sister Joseph Marie was diminishing the bravery of women who died for their God.

Good intentions don’t excuse destroying somebody’s culture. Good intentions don’t excuse anything. We can’t judge dead men by our standards, fine, but we choose who we canonize, and we can do better. Shouldn’t we want to do better?

I’m definitely ten seconds away from getting my organs burned on a pyre for some vengeful pagan deity.

Well if you’re going to ignore the fact that most of those women chose to die rather than do what other people told them to, then I think you’re pretty close to blasphemy.

I believe in God because I believe in what I feel. And when I’m in church or praying, I feel loved. I feel safe. I feel like someone knows me.

If monotheism’s true, anyone who doesn’t worship that one God is a sinner. If polytheism is true, then my God can be real. You don’t have to worship them or think they’re good, but they can still exist. I can believe the Brighid’s real, and Athena’s real, and so is Jesus.

I don’t believe in God, but that doesn’t mean I believe in nothing.

THERE IS SOMETHING truly evil about plaid.

I don’t understand how the St. Clare’s library can ban so many books for being “inappropriate” when they have a whole row of Bibles. Harry Potter might be a wizard, but I’m sure he never hacked a woman to pieces.