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“But his singing was unconscious and irrepressible - an expression of his native exuberance, the dreamy, buoyant soundtrack running through his head.”

Quote by Jennifer Haigh

Book:Faith
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Faith

This book delves into the complexities of faith, examining its role in individual lives and society at large. more

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Jennifer Haigh
Jennifer Haigh

Jennifer Haigh, born in 1968, is an accomplished American novelist known for her insightful exploration of family, society, and moral issues. Her works are characterized by their delicate touch and profound insight. Her notable novels include 'The Book of Emma Comfort' and 'Heat and Light'. more

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Book:Saving Grace
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“I am always hearing. . . the sound of a far off song. I do not exactly know where it is, or what it means; and I don't hear much of it, only the odour of its music, as it were, flitting across the great billows of the ocean outside this air in which I make such a storm; but what I do hear, is quite enough to make me able to bear the cry from the drowning ship. So it would you if you could hear it.' 'No it wouldn't,' returned Diamond stoutly. 'For they wouldn't hear the music of the far-away song; and if they did, it wouldn't do them any good. You see you and I are not going to be drowned, and so we might enjoy it.' 'But you have never heard the psalm, and you don't know what it is like. Somehow, I can't say how, it tells me that all is right; that it is coming to swallow up all the cries. . . . It wouldn't be the song it seems if it did not swallow up all their fear and pain too, and set them singing it themselves with all the rest.”

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Book:At the Back of the North Wind
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