 | William Sloane Coffin - 2008 - 593 pagina’s
...counts, period. All of us fear all sorts of things in life — its end, for example, the fact that "like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, so do our minutes hasten to their end" (Shakespeare, Sonnet 60). We also fear fate — where will it strike next, upsetting once again our... | |
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