The Book of Beginnings

by Sally Page

‘When your right hand gives, even your left hand shouldn’t know what the right hand is doing.’ ‘Who said that?’ ‘Jesus,’ Ruth says, raising an eyebrow. ‘I wish more of my congregation followed it. Quite a few spent a great deal of time advertising their Christianity to the world.

Jo knows she will soon be going home; she is only a visitor in London, in this borrowed life of hers.

I strongly contend you don’t have to believe in God to have a moral code or a sense of community.’

Time was away and somewhere else.

Louis MacNeice poem, “Meeting Point”.

Time was away and somewhere else, The waiter did not come, the clock Forgot them and the radio waltz Came out like water from a rock: Time was away and somewhere

George Eliot wrote: ‘It is never too late to be what you might have been.’