He wanted to pray but couldn't because he no longer believed. Prayer was just an intense wishing. - Bernard MacLaverty

On the wall above the desk was an ikon he had bought in Thessaloníki - he afterwards discovered that he had paid too much for it. It had been hanging for some months before he noticed, his attention focused by a moment of rare idleness, that Christ had a woodworm hole in the pupil of his left eye. It was inconspicuous by its position, and rather than detracting from the impact, he felt the ikon was enhanced by the authenticity of this small defect.

Are you a conduit for the music?

On a slippery slope the only way was down.