Milo puts me in mind of, naturally, Oscar Wilde. After orbiting the Holy Faith all his life, sometimes quite far away, sometimes nearing as if he would come in for a landing, only to veer off again --- after vamping and camping and seducing peers and stable boys --- after his imprisonment --- after his release and return to his sodomite lover ---- after three years of exile, misery and sickness, and at last true destitution --- he finally gave in to Jesus and entered the Catholic Church on his deathbed. May God make him glorious in His Kingdom.
I hope it won't take sordid misery to finally lasso the soul of Milo, but if it does, it's still a good bargain. An eternally good bargain.
Oscar Wilde was born a Protestant, not a Catholic. And he was a lot funnier than Milo.