I know it’s not vogue, especially for our side, to believe in God, but I’ve never felt so close to Him, or so distant. It’s a paradox. I’ve never been more aware of Him, and I’ve never felt so cold. I’ve never wanted Him this much. I know he’s out there. I know, if he’s real, he’s not literally—but I don’t know anything, really. I’ve just tried to live in love, whatever that means. Best I’ve come to, it means to do good even when you don’t want to, even when you’re dealing with a bastard. Que, sera, sera.
Ad Astra
Tale Told 