“Faith, Quinn mused, was a strange power. They had committed their lives to the sect, never questioning its gospels. Yet in all of that time they had the reassurance of routine, the notion that [God] would never actually manifest himself. The bedrock of every religion: that your God is a promise, never to be encountered in this life, in this universe.”
I love that picture. I have some of those hanging in my home.
That is a great pictures of her… and she’s very cute. Hope she had a happy birthday.