This was the man who, asked to compare the Greek practice of married clergy with the Roman one of clerical celibacy, had remarked: ‘We think ours works better. After all, if you want labourers in the vineyard, why stop them bringing their lunch?

Me gusta caminar. Me gusta esta hora en que han salido las estrellas, los niños duermen y los centinelas están demasiado cansados como para vigilar atentamente. Es una hora de esperanzas. Todos necesitamos esperanzas.

If you spend your whole life waiting for the storm, you'll never enjoy the sunshine.

Look at yourself! You're a priest. You know damn well that if I were setting out to make a girl at this moment instead of young Paolo, you'd take an entirely different view. You'd disapprove, sure! You'd read me a lecture on fornication and all the rest. But you wouldn't be too unhappy. I'd be normal... according to nature! But I am not made like that. God didn't make me like that. But do I need love the less? Do I need satisfaction less? Have I less right to live in contentment because somewhere along the line the Almighty slipped a cog in creation?... What's your answer to that Meredith? What's your answer for me? Tie a knot in myself and take up badminton and wait till they make me an angel in heaven, where they don't need this sort of thing any more? I'm lonely! I need love like the next man! My sort of love!