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“Their society had been built to fail. Dynasties of power and parties of authority had on retrospect, staged countless renditions of the same play. Granted, an evolution had occurred. But the story unfolded the same way.”
― Rohith S. Katbamna, Down and Rising

tags: corrupt-leaders, elections, enlightening, financial-crisis, society-humanity, working-class

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“Her lips silently formed three words, oh my love.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Steel Blood

tags: ancestry, courage, engrossing, history, hope, king, knight, save-the-world, stabbed, sword-fighting

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“The weather was as ready as the school and campus. The sky was cloudless and the temperature was expected to top out at 76 degrees. Early morning mowers had sugared the air with the fragrance of freshly mowed grass.”
― Shafter Bailey, Cindy Divine: The Little Girl Who Frightened Kings

tags: divine-miracles, extraordinary-leadership, fighting-adversity, heartwarming-tale, human-redemption, redemptive-journey, societal-issues-resolved, speaking-truth, transformative-journey, voice-of-truth

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“Serving” is assisting your fellow man, the how-to, practical way to thrust your life into the spiritual wall to make the tunnel bigger. Will God suddenly appear? Does washing stacks of pots and pans bring salvation?
Can pulling weeds reclaim your brain? Will mopping the floor make you equal to the richest of men?”
― Tom Hillman, Digging for God

tags: belief, empathy, equality, god, inner-love, love, self-healing, spiritual, thinking, thought-provoking

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“What do you mean, a goddess?” Alec questioned irritably.
“She’s staggeringly beautiful, wonderful, a vision of …” He petered out when he saw Alec looking at him strangely. Father Joe stroked his beard in thought, nervously eyeing Alec and then casting his eyes to the fireplace. Alec was beginning to sense Father Joe was regretting coming to his flat. He was also thinking that he regretted having anything to do with the vicar. He was quite mad … possibly.”
― Hugo Woolley, The Wasp Trap