"What are you writing, my old friend?" said a kindly man, looking with care upon a figure lost in thought, with parchment before him.

"Michael O'Brien is, I believe, the greatest living Catholic novelist... There are not many people in the world who are more worth meeting than Michael O'Brien." - Peter Kreeft

When Toronto Raptors forward Pascal Siakam entered Game 5 of the NBA Finals, he did what he always does, he crossed himself and then pointed upward to the sky.

Life was fun and exciting for her—until a tragedy that prompted deep soul-searching.

It was the late 1990s, and I went up to "Rolling Stone" on Sixth Avenue in Manhattan to say hello to my old friend Bobby Love who was the longtime managing editor.

"Master," said the young man, "Your way of life is the noblest I've ever known, and when I hear your words about God I seem almost to touch the heavens."

In recent weeks, long lines streamed into the Morgan Library to see a display of J.R.R. Tolkien's memorabilia and his art, mostly drawings and watercolors.

The faith of the longtime Georgetown professor informed his intellectual work, as his intellect refined his faith. 

The story of the conversion of Saint Stephen is inseparable from the story of the thousand-year-old Hungarian nation.

In November of last year, the Vatican certified a second miracle attributed to John Henry Newman (1801-90), and on February 13 of this year, Pope Francis gave his approval to this certification.