Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
"When you open a book," the sentimental library posters said, "anything can happen." This was so. A book of fiction was a bomb. It was a land mine you wanted to go off. You wanted it to blow your whole day. Unfortunately, hundreds of thousands of books were duds. They had been rusting out of everyone's way for so long that they no longer worked. There was no way to distinguish the duds from the live mines except to throw yourself at them headlong, one by one. --Annie Dillard, An American Childhood
I would like to live to be a hunded because loving and being loved are so good and there are so many books; but were I to learn now that I had only a week left, I would finish today's spell of writing, have the cup of coffee that I crave and go on with the one book I'm reading. --John Tittensor, Year One: A Record
I would like to live to be a hunded because loving and being loved are so good and there are so many books; but were I to learn now that I had only a week left, I would finish today's spell of writing, have the cup of coffee that I crave and go on with the one book I'm reading. --John Tittensor, Year One: A Record
April 25, 2014
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by Rumi
November 26, 2013
Catching Fire
by Suzanne Collins
My nightmares are usually about losing you. I'm okay once I realize you're here.
October 16, 2013
Five Years Later
by Rachel Denbow
It's okay to be sad for as long as you need to be and then it's okay to not be so sad.
October 12, 2013
Orphan Train
by Christina Baker Kline
Molly learned long ago that a lot of the heartbreak and betrayal that other people fear their entire lives, she has already faced. And still she breathes and sleeps and grows taller. She wakes up every morning and puts on clothes. So when she says it's okay, what she means is that she knows she can survive just about anything.
September 7, 2013
Shift
by Hugh Howey
He remembered speaking with a doctor who knew the truth, and having a sense of wonder that anyone could cope with such knowledge. And now he saw that it wasn't that the pain grew tolerable or the confusion went away. Instead, it simply became a part of you.
July 10, 2013
East
by Edith Pattou
The joy I feel is immense; it burns inside me as though I have swallowed a piece of the sun.
July 4, 2013
Ask a Conditionalist (Q&A)
Response by Edward Fudge
We are specifically forbidden to judge the final destiny of others. That makes very good sense because we do not know their hearts or their circumstances, and we lack the ability either to save or destroy.
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