"Love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. It's like religion. It's terrifying."
— Richard Siken, "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"
"I don't think of love as the answer or the solution. I think of love as a force of nature—as strong as the sun, as necessary, as impersonal, as gigantic, as impossible, as scorching as it is warming, as drought-making as it is life-giving. And when it burns out, the planet dies."
— Jeannette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping
"I wanted to know what I looked like to you. A sin committed and a prayer answered, you said."
— Terese Marie Mailhot, Heart Berries A Memoir
Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins, and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life
—Hozier, "Take Me to Church"
You know our sacred dreams won't fail
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
The sanctuary tender and so frail
The sacrament of love
The sacrament of warmth is true
The sacrament is you
—HIM, "The Sacrament"
