“But all my life I’d remain a questioning man, choosing debate over faith, sparring with mystery, claiming logic over belief. But in the funeral parlor, the grief of seeing the shell of my mother’s body bereft of spirit brought death to my inner cynic, with her words, my god, my god, being stuck in my throat as I stood there, her broken son, preaching.”
Quote by Roger Robinson
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