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In Jewish mysticism, which I know almost nothing about, God can only be known through his works. Right? And since the Messiah hasn’t come yet — hm? — the works of any architect might be the works of God.
Vincent Scully, in My Architect (dir. Nathaniel Kahn)

A really idyllic day, during which John and I ate hot, fresh doughnuts on church steps in the rain.

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