Sister Aloysius: Sister James...
Sister James: What is it, Sister?
Sister Aloysius: [crying] I have doubts. I have such doubts.
Sometimes I feel as though I can't hold the tension of so many things together anymore. There is too much gray and not enough clear answers. Too many issues that people rage over, and I am caught in the middle, unsure. And most of all I don't know how to hold truth and love together. That most of all.