The existence of the world is a marvel to Marilynne Robinson. Our ability to apprehend even shards of that marvel fills her with gratitude and wonder—and faith. The world, in return, has given her stamina. The run of books she produced in her sixties and seventies was extraordinary: four interconnected novels (Gilead, Home, Lila, Jack) and four collections of essays orbiting themes of theology and science, national life and religious belief.
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