“There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.”
It's been a good number of years since I've read it, but I remember really liking how it portrayed the flawed priest MC's efforts to live a #moral life. The insights from witnessing this internal struggle are much different than novels that end up moralizing- the rich characterization sticks with you. #nuyear @TrishB @Cinfhen
If you are #overpowered by vows you took in a former lifetime, you might become what you promised in spite of yourself. Or at least this is what the whiskey priest in this story finds. 😊 For day 3 of #tuneintonovember .
Somewhere between a 🤘🏻and a so-so. The writing is amazing, as should be expected in a Graham Greene novel, and I didn't know anything about this period in Mexican history. But this is very much an outsider's view of events and local customs. The unnamed priest, although a native Mexican, presents as a white man which I thought was odd. (Does anyone know what is meant to have happened to the Fellows girl? Greene was pretty coy in the ending.)
When you visualized a man or a woman carefully, you could always begin to feel pity . . . that was a quality God's image carried with it . . . when you saw the lines at the corners of the eyes, the shape of the mouth, how the hair grew, it was impossible to hate. Hate was just a failure of imagination.
A fast, fascinating read that (in my opinion) shows the one of the best depictions of faith in a time of hardship. Greene paints an excellent picture of a time in Mexico when one's faith could be a death sentence and the one priest who, for better or worse, continues to serve God despite it all including his own doubts and failings.