I knew she would ask me to make the arrangements. She knew I would help. I promised I would be there for her, no matter what. God forgive me.

While climbing down off a freight train in western Texas, I committed to giving my life to God.

Truth and beauty can be found outside the walls of church, in a space that belongs to those who worship differently.

Like Newman, I am a convert to Roman Catholicism, but it is the way Newman converted that is most important to me.

Some say I have brought suffering on myself by standing up for the promises I made at the altar. In a sense that is true. But the alternative would have been to betray myself.

Newman, like all of the saints, is perennially relevant because holiness never goes out of style.