“Some nights, I imagine, a few bishops cry. The ones with shepherd’s souls, with Peter’s heart – I think they’re the ones who cry.
They know their flock is scattered. And in some measure, they know they’ve played a role in it.”
“Some nights, I imagine, a few bishops cry. The ones with shepherd’s souls, with Peter’s heart – I think they’re the ones who cry.
They know their flock is scattered. And in some measure, they know they’ve played a role in it.”