faith
not blind, not foolish
This kind of faith builds the world.
"We never let go of that," Cecily said. "I mean, even for parents - that's never not your baby, you know?"
"I think you're right." As he got sicker, it was more and more often how he thought of people - of Charlie, certainly, and of everyone else here or gone: not as the sum of all the disappointments, but as every beginning they'd ever represented, every promise.
The Great Believers, Rebecca Makkai
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