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Interfaith Dialogue and Peacebuilding

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“We are returning to the old subject; and this was to be a business talk. It is quite useless, I assure you, to tell me I might have done all sorts of things. I shall never do them now. But I may be able to help you in thinking out your plan. What is it?” “You begin by telling me that it is useless for me to suggest anything, and then ask what I want to suggest. My plan requires your help in action, not only in thinking out.”

PlanningTaking ActionActing OutRevolutionary TailsThe GadflyRevolutionary Spirit
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“We don’t have anything to fear. I don’t know tonight whether I’ll actually get back to Ruleville! But all that they can destroy is the Fannie Lou that you meet tonight. But it’s the Fannie Lou that God hold will keep on living, day after day!”

InspirationalCivil RightsLegacyLiving Your Best LifeAfrican American HistoryStruggle For FreedomRevolutionary Spirit
Book:The Speeches of Fannie Lou Hamer: To Tell It Like It Is
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“The magic of Faërie is not an end in itself, its virtue is in its operations: among these are the satisfaction of certain primordial human desires. One of these desires is to survey the depths of space and time. Another is (as will be seen) to hold communion with other living things. A story may thus deal with the satisfaction of these desires, with or without the operation of either machine or magic, and in proportion as it succeeds it will approach the quality and have the flavour of fairy-story.”

WritingFairy TalesLiterary CriticismFairytalesFairy StoriesFaerie Tale
Book:The Monsters and the Critics and Other Essays
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“Golden feathers began to fly through the air, and the wedding guests could not at first make sense of it. The oíche sidhe kept whacking and whacking until the serving girl split apart like an overripe plum and became what she had been long ago, though neither she nor the mother who raised her had guessed it---a golden raven, one of the three enchanted birds that the prince had released to bring strife to the kingdom. The serving girl flitted out the window, free at last, while the oíche sidhe dusted their hands and went smilingly back into hiding. They stopped pomading chickens and turning pajamas into evening wear, which was ultimately a relief to the duchess, who had been down to her last nightgown. As for the prince, the serving girl's disappearance finally gave him a purpose in life. He retreated to the wilderness to learn magic from witches and any Folk who would teach him. Eventually he succeeded in turning himself into a raven, whereupon he flew off in search of his beloved. In the northeast of Ireland it is said that he is still searching for his golden bride to this day, and that if you listen closely, you can hear her name in the croaking of the ravens.”

GoldenRavensIrish FolkloreFaerie PrinceFaerie Tale
Book:Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries
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