 A senior in college at Northwestern, I had been a celibate member of Opus Dei already for four years, going to Mass every day and going to confession every week and praying the rosary every day before I discovered that pride was a sin. How about that? It's like the worst sin of all. Somebody had left, probably on purpose, a spiritual reading book open on the chair next to me, and I started reading it. It described pride. And I'm going, oh my goodness.