Mystics, monks, and people who bricked themselves in for God.

He was too shy to say it aloud, so he pressed the proposal into her hand as the train pulled away — what did she write back?

What do you do when worms keep falling out of the ulcer on your foot, fifty feet above the ground, and you've been standing on a pillar for thirty-seven years?

What happens when a man in a cardboard lobster suit accidentally starts chanting Catholic mass?

What kind of person gets caught deserting during a famine, weeps, is pardoned, and then gets promoted to diplomat?

He spent thirty-six years after his death being moved between increasingly strange rooms across the south of France.

She chose a convent over marriage — not for God, but for the library.

A bishop sealed her inside a stone room, and she stayed for forty years — then T.S. Eliot quoted her during the Blitz.