Every so often I page through the notebook that I carry everywhere and note the various bits of writing that I haven't done anything with. Here are a few bits that otherwise would have gone to waste:
*Though I’m only 41 (nearing 42), I’ve lived at least that
long, and I’ll go on living till something better comes along.
*If I preach peace – and I do – it’s because I know I’ve been a beast to you.
*God, my Mother, gave birth to me and I was born again.
*If I preach peace – and I do – it’s because I know I’ve been a beast to you.
*God, my Mother, gave birth to me and I was born again.
*The footmen have worn me out; I don’t want to run with the horses. (Jeremiah 12:5)
*Many of my friends say the word “Liberal” as if it were a swear, a vulgarity, but Psalm 37: 35 – 26 says the liberal are righteous.
*Many of my friends say the word “Liberal” as if it were a swear, a vulgarity, but Psalm 37: 35 – 26 says the liberal are righteous.
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