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“PRODIGY IS, AT ITS essence, adaptability and persistent, positive obsession. Without persistence, what remains is an enthusiasm of the moment. Without adaptability, what remains may be channeled into destructive fanaticism. Without positive obsession, there is nothing at all.”

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Parable of the Sower

In this novel, a young woman named Laisha leads her family through a post-apocalyptic world, facing the challenges of a society ravaged by environmental collapse and social upheaval. more

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Octavia E. Butler

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