the second coming is my favorite walker percy novel. i find it the most hopeful...and these are by far my favorite words to my favorite ending of my favorite book.
"will barrett stopped the old priest at the door and gazed into his face. the bad eye spun and the good eye looked back at him fearfully: what do you want of me? What do i want of him, mused will barrett, and suddenly realized he had gripped the old man's wrist as if he were a child. the bones were like dry sticks. he let go and fell back. for some reason the old man did not move but looked at him with a new odd expression. will barrett thought about allie and her greenhouse, her wide gray eyes, her lean muscled boy's arms, her strong quick hands. his heart lept with secret joy. what is it i want from her and him, he wondered, not only want but must have? is she a gift and therefore a sign of a giver? could it be that the Lord is here, masquerading behind this simple silly holy face? am i crazy to want both, her and Him? no, not want, must have. and will have."
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