‘There are other things I am scared of, Mother. I am scared of the Day of Resurrection when I will rise not in the company of lovers and saints but of liars and charlatans who say one thing and do another. I am scared of the wrath of God when he finds I turned down true love for false comforts. I am scared of living a life contrary to what every cell in my body knows to be right for me. I am scared of carrying a dead soul in a living body for the rest of my days on earth,
