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Quote by Anthony Burgess

“Literature is all, or mostly, about sex.”

Quote by Anthony Burgess

Book:Little Wilson and Big God

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Little Wilson and Big God

This book follows the journey of Little Wilson, a young boy, as he navigates the complexities of his faith and the world around him, guided by the enigmatic figure of Big God. more

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Anthony Burgess

Anthony Burgess, born on February 25, 1917, in Manchester, England, was an accomplished British writer known for his distinctive literary style and profound insights into human psychology. His works spanned various literary genres, including novels, plays, and poetry. Burgess' most famous novel, A Clockwork Orange, is one of the most celebrated works of the 20th century, exploring themes such as free will, morality, and social control. more

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“Water is also one of the four elements, the most beautiful of God's creations. It is both wet and cold, heavy, and with a tendency to descend, and flows with great readiness. It is this the Holy Scripture has in view when it says, "And the darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters." Water, then, is the most beautiful element and rich in usefulness, and purifies from all filth, and not only from the filth of the body but from that of the soul, if it should have received the grace of the Spirit.”

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