“What saves us is learning how to love, even to the point of death.”
Alice McDermott ponders a mystery: How is it that women hear the calling and find the strength to love and support their neighbors?
We thought her only stern and rigorous and dry—until one afternoon in October.
Prayers linger in choir stalls, soak into walls. Centuries of prayer can make you feel buoyant in medieval European cathedrals. Gratitude settles over you like a benediction within busy urban shrines.