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“. . . God is too busy making the sun come up and go down and watching so the moon floats just right in the sky to be concerned with color . . . only man wants always God should be there to condemn this one and save that one. Always it is man who wants to make heaven and hell. God is too busy training the bees to make honey and every morning opening up all the new flowers for business.”

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Bryce Courtenay
Bryce Courtenay

Bryce Courtenay was an Australian novelist known for his poignant and emotionally charged works. His novels often set in the Australian outback, delve into the complexities of human nature and the resilience of life. more

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