In the end it's all about these sinful, guilt-ridden, broken male characters (e.g. the men Thérèse prayed for, Cloud) and the female saints who see through them like a laser, understand and still love them.
It's why male writers like Miyazawa Kenji and Jack Kerouac also loved St. Thérèse. 🤷♂️
And it's so funny, touching when she's like, "Sorry, you can't stay here in heaven with me and the other saints, time to go back to Earth and do more good work."
Yes, between the photographs and her own writings, and who she was a person (stubborn, mischievous, clever, etc..), it's so easy to imagine her living here in this present moment. She's forever modern.
What's REALLY haunting is the stories of the WW1 soldiers who saw her in the trenches with them.
Or like this other famous 19th century figure (from Japan, he appears in some anime and things).
That's what I think about sometimes, how she suffered and passed away from the same disease a lot of young people her same age in the 19th and early 20th centuries did.
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It's why male writers like Miyazawa Kenji and Jack Kerouac also loved St. Thérèse. 🤷♂️
What's REALLY haunting is the stories of the WW1 soldiers who saw her in the trenches with them.
The Japanese poet I mentioned before, Miyazawa Kenji, also ended up passing away from tuberculosis. Such a dreaded killer.
A tuberculosis hospital in Japan was named for her, I think.
That's what I think about sometimes, how she suffered and passed away from the same disease a lot of young people her same age in the 19th and early 20th centuries did.