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The postman said there were two ways of meeting experience—you could expect pain or you could expect happiness.
But it was only natural to expect that we all have our particular guilts, since our development, our very place in the world we live in, is based on that premise.
he could not comprehend the nature of God. She thought the efforts of mortals like ourselves to catalogue, to limit, to attribute our own moral precepts to Him, or even to define His nature, were both foolish and presumptuous.
She wept suddenly, her palms on the wide ledge of red brick outside her window, and the dew that had collected there broke under her hands like blisters.
