human
What are you going to call it?
gpt
It hasn’t any name, he said.
human
It’s just a feeling I get sometimes—up here with the sea and the mountains. He pondered it a moment, seeking words. He is not a ready talker.
gpt
I think it’s one of the psalms, he said at last,
human
What is your religion, Billy?
gpt
Have you got one?
human
Oh, yes, he said quickly.
gpt
Yes—at least sometimes it comes to me. There are days on end when it doesn’t come—barren days. And then again it comes very strong. I haven’t any name for it. I think the trouble with most religions is that people try to define them. It doesn’t seem to fit into words.