The miracles of the church seem to me to rest not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from afar off, but upon our perceptions being made finer, so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is there about us always.
Willa CatherNow I understood that the same road was to bring us together again. Whatever we had missed, we possessed together the precious, the incommunicable past.
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