In the end I just let the dreams come and go, let whatever bliss or pain they brought roll through me....Time wears away hope like water wears away rock. As for faith, I remained in a standoff with Isis. But love, as Paul of Tarsus would say, is greater than hope and faith. It can survive without either. Love was all I had, and it would not go away. It would not die even though sometimes I wished it would.
Elizabeth Cunningham, The Passion of Mary Magdalen
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