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They say that women cannot know the ways of our God, but I have seen His truth with my own eyes. Our God knows all and sees all and has as much compassion for the sparrow as he does for the hawk that hunts it across the sky. Before Him, everything disappears in the wind.
Blessed is He who spoke, and the world came into being.
After writing for thirty-five years, after more than thirty works of fiction, I was given the story I was meant to tell.

