Colm Tóibín is one of Irelands most distinguished young writers; he is also a lapsed Catholic. Yet over a succession of Holy Weeks, Tóibín found himself travelling to places where Catholicism still possesses mystery and power, from Poland to Lithuania, from Lourdes to Santiago, and from Croatia to Ireland. And in seeing how the faith persisted in other peoples lives, he di Colm Tóibín is one of Irelands most distinguished young writers; he is also a lapsed Catholic. Yet over a succession of Holy Weeks, Tóibín found himself travelling to places where Catholicism still possesses mystery and power, from Poland to Lithuania, from Lourdes to Santiago, and from Croatia to Ireland. And in seeing how the faith persisted in other peoples lives, he discovered how it still resonated in his own. In this beautifully observed work of travel writing and spiritual reportage, Tóibín turns his eye on Catholicisms rituals. He shows how it ripples outward into the history and politics of homelands. Yet Tóibín also encounters the cross-shaped wound that lies at his own centerand it is his unflinching examination of that wound that makes The Sign of the Cross as moving as it is perceptive and urbane.