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Maybe (Maybe Not): Second Thoughts from a Secret Life

This novel delves into the psyche of an individual who has lived a life shrouded in mystery, prompting a deep reflection on identity, choices, and the consequences of hidden truths. The narrative takes readers through a series of revelations and personal growth, offering a nuanced look at the human condition and the search for authenticity. more

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Robert Fulghum
Robert Fulghum

Robert Fulghum, born on June 4, 1937, is an American author known for his warm, humorous, and insightful writing. His book 'All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten' has become a bestseller and influenced many readers. more

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“No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly.”

“Walter's eyes were very wonderful. All the joy and sorrow and laughter and loyalty and aspirations of many generations lying under the sod looked out of their dark-gray depths.”

“She knew this music--knew it down to the very core of her being--but she had never heard it before. Unfamiliar, it had still always been there inside her, waiting to be woken. It grew from the core of mystery that gives a secret its special delight, religion its awe. It demanded to be accepted by simple faith, not dissected or questioned, and at the same time, it begged to be doubted and probed.”

“I love this world ... That is what rules my life. When I die, I want to have done all in my power to leave it in a better state than it was in when I found it. At the same time I know that this can never be. The world has grown so complex that one voice can do little to alter it any longer. That doesn't stop me from doing what I can but it makes the task hard. The successes are so small, the failures so large and many. It's like trying to stem a storm with one's bare hands.”

“How many more times do we have to come to terms with death before we find safety?" he asked. He waited a few minutes, but the three of us didn't say anything. He continued: "Every time people come at us with the intention of killing us, I close my eyes and wait for death. Even though I am still alive, I feel like each time I accept death, part of me dies. Very soon I will completely die and all that will be left is my empty body walking with you. It will be quieter than I am.”