Tough times are there  to uplift you, not to destroy you. Hold on....

Was it a good --" The air was heavy with unspoken knowledge. Sam twisted and the obscene word shot out of him. "-- dance?"  Memory of the dance that none of them bad attended shook all four boys convulsively. "We left early.

Every life I start with her, my original sin. I know myself through her.

If Darwin was right, asked Wallace, why does the Tierra del Fuegan possess a brain not discernibly different from, say, Einstein’s or Beethoven’s, which he does not need?

Written By Walker Percy

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