Hannah Coulter

by Wendell Berry

It is entirely clear to me now. We were coming together into the presence of something good that was possible in this world. I have to see it now as a sad hope, because we were able to use up so little of it, but it was no less a beautiful one.

I read Old Mortality and thought more than I wanted to of the horrible deeds people have done because they loved God, but it was a good story.