Constance/Intro

Introduction

QUOTES

Reason is our soul's left hand, faith her right. - John Donne

“He who sows the ground with care and diligence acquires a greater stock of religious merit than he could gain by the repetition of ten thousand prayers” - Zoroaster

“Be good, be kind, be humane, and charitable; love your fellows; console the afflicted; pardon those who have done you wrong.” - Zoroaster

"Esther, I love God because it is so painful to love human beings. I love a God that never leaves or that always leaves me. God, the absence of God Always reassuring and definitive. I am a priest, I have renounced my fellow man, my fellow women, because I don't want to suffer, because I'm incapable of withstanding the heartbreak of love, because I'm unhappy, like all priests. It would be wonderful to love you the way you want to be loved, but it's not possible. Because I am not a man. I am a coward. I am a coward. Like all priests." - Lenny, Young Pope

“Faith is a living and unshakable confidence. a belief in God so assured that a man would die a thousand deaths for its sake”. - Martin Luther

"If one would have a friend, then must one also be willing to wage war for him: and in order to wage war, one must be capable of being an enemy." - Zoroaster

"Laymen always think we priests are scandalized by even the slightest things, whereas the truth is the exact opposite. We are never scandalized, no profession has to deal with sin on such a continual basis as ours. The confessional is our operating room. Just as surgeons have no fear of blood, so we priests are no longer afraid of scandal and sin." - Lenny, Young Pope

MUSIC

Tenebrae - Miserere Hildegard Von Bingen - Vision Lullaby - Loreena McKennett Midnight City - M83 The Dividing Line - Project Pitchfork

Tim Capello - I Still Believe Eddie & the Tide - Power Play Don't Kill - Hamell on Trial As I sat Sadly By Her Side - Nick Cave The Humbling River - Puscifer

STEREOTYPES Humans: How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, That has such people in't! The Church: If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time. I press God's lamp Close to my breast; its splendour, soon or late, Will pierce the gloom. I shall emerge one day. You understand me? I have said enough? Vampires: At times I almost dream I too have spent a life the sages' way, And tread once more familiar paths. Perchance I perished in an arrogant self-reliance Ages ago; and in that act a prayer For one more chance went up so earnest, so Instinct with better light let in by death, That life was blotted out -- not so completely But scattered wrecks enough of it remain, Dim memories, as now, when once more seems The goal in sight again... Camarilla: For men begin to pass their natures bound, find new hopes and cares which fast supplant Their proper joys and griefs; they grow too great For narrow creeds of right and wrong which fade Before the unmeasured thirst for good. Independants: Who can be wise, amazed, temperate and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man:

Sabbat: Ay, that I had not done a thousand more. Even now I curse the day--and yet, I think, Few come within the compass of my curse,-- Wherein I did not some notorious ill, As kill a man, or else devise his death, Ravish a maid, or plot the way to do it, Accuse some innocent and forswear myself, Set deadly enmity between two friends, Make poor men's cattle break their necks; Set fire on barns and hay-stacks in the night, And bid the owners quench them with their tears. Oft have I digg'd up dead men from their graves, And set them upright at their dear friends' doors, Even when their sorrows almost were forgot; And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Have with my knife carved in Roman letters, 'Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.' Tut, I have done a thousand dreadful things As willingly as one would kill a fly, And nothing grieves me heartily indeed But that I cannot do ten thousand more. Other: And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. But come; Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, How strange or odd soe'er I bear myself, As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on, That you, at such times seeing me, never shall, With arms encumber'd thus, or this headshake, Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, As 'Well, well, we know,' or 'We could, an if we would,' Or 'If we list to speak,' or 'There be, an if they might,' Or such ambiguous giving out, to note That you know aught of me: this not to do, So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear.

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RP HOOKS
Charity	Medical, Education, Food, a little money..
Mission	She runs the Hands of Hope Mission Downtown.