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Did life treat everyone so wantonly, ripping the good things to pieces while letting bad things fester and grow like fungus

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He winced at her efforts to mollify him. Why didn't she say she was disgusted with his behaviour, with his long absence, his infrequent superficial le...more

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In those days," continued Ishvar, "it seemed to me that that was all one could expect in life. A harsh road strewn with sharp stones and, if you were ...more

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…God is a giant quiltmaker. With an infinite variety of designs. And the quilt is grown so big and confusing, the pattern is impossible to see, the sq...more

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The future was becoming past, everything vanished into the void, and reaching back to grasp for something, one came out clutching - what? A bit of str...more

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A lifetime had to be crafted, just like anything else, she thought, it had to be moulded and beaten and burnished in order to get the most out of it.