A man and a priest walk through a lovely Italian park in the first light of morning, talking about sin. The priest, old and familiar with the myriad weaknesses of men, asks the man if he would like to confess. The man, an American, says that he's had good cause for everything he's done, and turns the tables by needling the priest about his own failings. The clergyman freely confesses to his own sins, and tells the American that even if he is not a believer, he already knows about Hell: An existence without love. This is the man's world on earth.
The American
The American
The American
A man and a priest walk through a lovely Italian park in the first light of morning, talking about sin. The priest, old and familiar with the myriad weaknesses of men, asks the man if he would like to confess. The man, an American, says that he's had good cause for everything he's done, and turns the tables by needling the priest about his own failings. The clergyman freely confesses to his own sins, and tells the American that even if he is not a believer, he already knows about Hell: An existence without love. This is the man's world on earth.