Lavish Love On Others Receive

I Saw The Suffering And I Let Myself Feel It… I Saw The Injustice And Was Compelled To Do Something About It. I Changed From Being A Nun Who Only Prayed For The Suffering World To A Woman With My Sleeves Rolled Up, Living My Prayer.

When People Of Color Are Killed In The Inner City, When Homeless People Are Killed, When The "nobodies" Are Killed, District Attorneys Do Not Seek To Avenge Their Deaths. Black, Hispanic, Or Poor Families Who Have A Loved One Murdered Not Only Don't Expect The District Attorney's Office To Pursue The Death Penalty -which, Of Course, Is Both Costly And Time Consuming- But Are Surprised When The Case Is Prosecuted At All.

We Are Not The Worst Moments Of Our Lives. Sister Helen Prejean, Author Of Dead Man Walking.

I Tell Myself That I Had Simply Better Accept The Fact That The Death Penalty Is Here To Stay In Our Society, At Least For A While, And There Is Nothing I Can Do About It. Maybe, In Time- After How Many Executions? - People Will Come To Realize The Futility Of Randomly Selecting A Few People To Die Each Year.

Writing Is Like Praying, Because You Stop All Other Activities, Descend Into Silence, And Listen Patiently To The Depths Of Your Soul, Waiting For True Words To Come. When They Do, You Thank God Because You Know The Words Are A Gift, And You Write Them Down As Honestly And Cleanly As You Can.