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“Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.”
― Rumi

“Poverty made a sound like a wet cough in the shadows of the room.”
― Ray Bradbury, The Golden Apples of the Sun

“You said 'God is cruel' the way a person who's lived his whole life on Tahiti might say 'Snow is cold'. You knew, but you didn't understand." He stepped close to David and put his palms on the boy's cold cheeks. "Do you know how cruel your God can be, David. How fantastically cruel?”
― Stephen King, Desperation

“It may look as though I do not know how to start. Funny sight, the elderly gentleman who comes lumbering by, jowl flesh flopping, in a valiant dash for the last bus, which he eventually overtakes but is afraid to board in motion and so, with a sheepish smile, drops back, still going at a trot. Is it that I dare not make the leap? It roars, gathers speed, will presently vanish irrevocably around the corner, the bus, the motorbus, the mighty montibus of my tale. Rather bulky imagery, this. I am still running.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Despair