"There really is no time for wallowing in the miseries of life: we don’t have all the time in the world, we have all the world, and not enough time."
"I was staying in a hotel in San Francisco for a couple of nights, before flying back to the UK. My hotel was a desperate grey block made from paper and people’s screams. At night the sound of strangers having icy sex echoed off the building and poured through the broken air conditioning, like tiny daggers I couldn't see, reminding me of just the tip of what I was missing."
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Source: Craig S. Keener (2001). “Gift and Giver: The Holy Spirit for Today”, p.30, Baker Academic
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