Russell Kirk writes of his travels and the Shroud:
No strong political power endures forever. In those times, when Roman emperors were bred up in the Province of Africa, no man expected that all this splendor would become the abomination of desolation. Only after Alaric's barbarian Goths had taken Rome did St. Augustine see that Roman might, too, was a vanity that must pass; and he wrote The City of God, about the community of souls that endures when the cities of this world have been given up to fire and sword.
In the amphitheater of Carthage, still to be seen, Saint Perpetua and Saint Felicia (after whom Kirk's third daughter would be named) and many other Christians gave up the ghost...
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If by the end of the twentieth century the modern age's priests, who are called scientists, should certify that the Shourd [of Turin] appears to have been Jesus' winding sheet and that the image upon it is inexplicable in physical science's laws of matter - why, then an Age of Faith might return.
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