“I marveled at the beauty of all life and savored the power and possibilities of my imagination. In these rare moments, I prayed, I danced, and I analyzed. I saw that life was good and bad, beautiful and ugly. I understood that I had to dwell on the good and beautiful in order to keep my imagination, sensitivity, and gratitude intact. I knew it would not be easy to maintain this perspective. I knew I would often twist and turn, bend and crack a little, but I also knew that…I would never completely break.”
― Africa's Child
― Africa's Child
“Just a middle-age man with all the privilege that unasked for gift affords. When in truth it seems, we see suffering as the province of children, mothers, wives and lovers. Broken, struck by the hand of a man’s blind ambition, brutish strength. What of the gentle-man with the soft voice…”
― More Than Love, A Husband's Tale
― More Than Love, A Husband's Tale
“lamp”
― The Moon Over High Street
― The Moon Over High Street
“No need to be afraid. I’m just a Holon.”
“Huh?”
“A Holon. What are you?”
“You mean who am I?” I correct him.
“No, what are you?”
“I’m not a what. I’m a who.”
“How can you be a who if you’re not a what?”
“What?”
― Brainwalker
“Huh?”
“A Holon. What are you?”
“You mean who am I?” I correct him.
“No, what are you?”
“I’m not a what. I’m a who.”
“How can you be a who if you’re not a what?”
“What?”
― Brainwalker
“Slaves sing most when they are most unhappy. The songs of the slave represent the sorrows of his heart; and he is relieved by them, only as an aching heart is relieved by its tears. At least, such is my experience. I have often sung to drown my sorrow, but seldom to express my happiness. Crying for joy, and singing for joy, were alike uncommon to me while in the jaws of slavery. The singing of a man cast away upon a desolate island might be as appropriately considered as evidence of contentment and happiness, as the singing of a slave; the songs of the one and of the other are prompted by the same emotion.”
― Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American Slave
― Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American Slave
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