But I Often Think That So-called Glamorous

He Wished He Could Arrange A Maiming As A Kind Of Moral Lesson

Never Confuse Faith, Or Belief — Of Any Kind — With Something Even Remotely Intellectual.

I Think That Was When The Headmaster Realized He Had Lost; He Realized Then That He Was Finished. Because, What Could He Do? Was He Going To Tell Us To Stop Praying? We Kept Our Heads Bowed; And We Kept Praying. Even As Awkward As He Was, The Rev. Mr. Merrill Had Made It Clear To Us That There Was No End To Praying For Owen Meany.

He Also Knew That Rivals Are Best Unmanned By Being Ignored.

I Believe In Rules Of Behavior, And I'm Quite Interested In Stories About The Consequences Of Breaking Those Rules.