There were moments, usually on a sunny Easter morning, when she wished that she could with sincerity call… — P.D. James
There were moments, usually on a sunny Easter morning, when she wished that she could with sincerity call herself a Christian; but for the rest of the year she knew herself to be what she was - incurably agnostic but prone to unpredictable relapses into faith.
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