If Joan was mad, all Christendom was mad too; for people who believe devoutly in the existence of celestial personages are every whit as mad as the people who think they see them. Luther, when he threw his inkhorn at the devil, was no more mad than any other Augustinian monk: he had a more vivid imagination, and had perhaps eaten and slept less: that was all.
George Bernard Shaw, Saint Joan
Of all the statues we viewed on our journey, she moved me the most.
Shot on iPhone 8.
Muttering Retreats 