And how does God speak to you?""In the language of

And how does God speak to you?""In the language of everything that is beautiful.

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In the book "A Soldier of the Great War" by Mark Helprin, the author explores profound themes of beauty and spirituality. The quote, "And how does God speak to you? In the language of everything that is beautiful," suggests that divine communication is intertwined with the aesthetic experiences of life. It implies that moments of beauty serve as a medium through which individuals can connect with a higher power.

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