It is late at night, almost seven hundred years ago, in the lovely central Italian region of Tuscany. Inside a small room, a young woman is speaking animatedly about God. Her hands fly back and forth, flickering in the candlelight. Opposite her, struggling to listen but barely able to remain awake, sits her confessor—a trained theologian and a saintly man.
Finally the young woman loses patience. "Fr. Raymond, have you no interest in God? Would you neglect your soul just to get a little sleep?" No...
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