Factober

Here was one place where I could find out who I was and what I was going to become. And that was the public library.

Posted 4 months ago

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I was struck by an awful thought, the kind that cannot be taken back once i

I was struck by an awful thought, the kind that cannot be taken back once it escapes into the open air of consciousness; it seemed to me that this was not a place you go to live. It was a place you go to die.
Posted 4 months ago

Never run from the truth. It is always there

Never run from the truth. It is always there
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They ask themselves: “What will he do?” “How will he react?” “Will he go ma

They ask themselves: “What will he do?” “How will he react?” “Will he go mad?” “Will he bite?” “Will he be armed?” They’re pumped up with fear. Adrenaline pumping, fingers tense on the trigger, brains racing. And I’m cool as a cat! The name ‘Charles Brons
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Even the snow melts, let alone the frugal regards of a soul confident in it

Even the snow melts, let alone the frugal regards of a soul confident in its own eternity.
Posted 4 months, 1 week ago

The gospel that has been preached in our churches has not been fair to the

The gospel that has been preached in our churches has not been fair to the African continent. It has left us in a beggarly state, waiting on God for things we could produce by and for ourselves.
Posted 4 months ago

I am so tired of talented lazy people.

I am so tired of talented lazy people.
Posted 4 months, 1 week ago

Let every hindrance to joy become the soil out of which joy blossoms.

Let every hindrance to joy become the soil out of which joy blossoms.
Posted 4 months ago

I haven't any formal schedule, but I love to write in the morning, before b

I haven't any formal schedule, but I love to write in the morning, before breakfast. Sometimes the writing goes so smoothly that I don't take a break for many hours - and consequently have breakfast at two or three in the afternoon on good days.
Posted 4 months ago

The book was in her lap; she had read no further. The power to change one’s

The book was in her lap; she had read no further. The power to change one’s life comes from a paragraph, a lone remark. The lines that penetrate us are slender, like the flukes that live in river water and enter the bodies of swimmers. She was excited, fi
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Mother, death, love -- everyone shares, unequally, those three poles of fas

Mother, death, love -- everyone shares, unequally, those three poles of fascination.
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And Annie showed me how ailanthus trees grow under subway and sewer grating

And Annie showed me how ailanthus trees grow under subway and sewer gratings, stretching toward the sun, making shelter in the summer, she said, laughing, for the small dragons that live under the streets.
Posted 4 months ago

Love is staying up all night with a sick child - or a healthy adult.

Love is staying up all night with a sick child - or a healthy adult.
Posted 4 months ago