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“I smoothed Colton’s blanket across his chest and tucked him in snug the
way he liked—and for the first time since he started talking about heaven, I
intentionally tried to trip him up. “I remember you saying you stayed with
Pop,” I said. “So when it got dark and you went home with Pop, what did
you two do?”
Suddenly serious, Colton scowled at me. “It doesn’t get dark in heaven,
Dad! Who told you that?”
I held my ground. “What do you mean it doesn’t get dark?”
“God and Jesus light up heaven. It never gets dark. It’s always bright.”
The joke was on me. Not only had Colton not fallen for the “when it gets
dark in heaven” trick, but he could tell me why it didn’t get dark: “The city
does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives
it light, and the Lamb is its lamp.”
― Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy's Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back
way he liked—and for the first time since he started talking about heaven, I
intentionally tried to trip him up. “I remember you saying you stayed with
Pop,” I said. “So when it got dark and you went home with Pop, what did
you two do?”
Suddenly serious, Colton scowled at me. “It doesn’t get dark in heaven,
Dad! Who told you that?”
I held my ground. “What do you mean it doesn’t get dark?”
“God and Jesus light up heaven. It never gets dark. It’s always bright.”
The joke was on me. Not only had Colton not fallen for the “when it gets
dark in heaven” trick, but he could tell me why it didn’t get dark: “The city
does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives
it light, and the Lamb is its lamp.”
― Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy's Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back
“Here's Coleridge, in 1804, when he turned thirty-two: 'Yesterday was my Birth Day. So completely has a whole year passed, with scarcely the fruits of a month. - O Sorrow and Shame...I have done nothing!”
― Four Seasons in Rome: On Twins, Insomnia, and the Biggest Funeral in the History of the World
― Four Seasons in Rome: On Twins, Insomnia, and the Biggest Funeral in the History of the World
“إن الرضا عن الذات مرادف للانحطاط والجهل، وطموح المرء خير له من قناعة زائفة تعمي عينيه وتغُل يديه،”
― الأرض المسطحة
― الأرض المسطحة
“On est considéré, à Paris, à cause de sa voiture et non à cause de sa vertu.”
― The Red and the Black
― The Red and the Black
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