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Andrew Peterson

Andrew Peterson, born on June 4, 1974, is an accomplished singer-songwriter from the United States. His musical style blends folk, rock, and gospel elements, winning him a dedicated fan base. Known for his emotive voice and poignant lyrics, Peterson's work often delves into themes of life, faith, and the beauty of nature. more

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“Magnus had always had a wanderer's heart. Over the centuries, he had adventured in so many different places, always looking for something that would fulfill his restless hunger. He never realized how all the pieces could fall together, how home could be somewhere and someone. He belonged with Alec. His wandering heart could rest.”

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“Ich habe meinem Sohn ein Erinnerungs-Schatz-Glas geschenkt, so nenne ich es, denn er ist noch zu klein für solche Worte. Darin liegen bisher eine getrocknete Zitrone, eine Muschel und ein Stein. Dinge, die er selbst gefunden hat und bestaunt. Ich habe sie aufgehoben. Oz soll den Wert von Erinnerungen lernen, das ist mir wichtig. Dass uns Menschen und Orte manchmal verloren gehen, aber mit den Erinnerungen tragen wir ihre Geschichten in uns. Für den Fall, dass wir irgendwann nicht mehr hier leben werden. Der Gedanke kam mir in diesem Jahr so oft. Ich habe meine Heimat hinter mir gelassen, Deutschland. Ich entschied, in Israel zu leben. Aber die Erinnerungen an meine Kindheit, mein Aufwachsen, mein erwachsenes Leben in Deutschland – sei es durch meinen alten Teddybären, den Bettbezug mit dem Tröpfchenmuster, meine orangefarbene Lieblingstasse – kann mir niemand nehmen. Es ist wichtig, sich zu erinnern. Viele Erinnerungen formen ein Leben. Wer sind wir ohne sie? Mein Schwiegervater erzählt stolz, er lösche Erinnerungen, die er nicht mehr brauche. Er mag das Gefühl, im Jetzt zu stehen, es sei das Einzige, was zähle. Er löscht sie aber nicht wirklich. Er verdrängt sie, bis er sie irgendwann vergisst. Was er wohl erlebt hat, das er am liebsten löschen will? «Alles nicht wichtig», sagt er. Aber wenn alles nicht wichtig ist – wozu war es dann überhaupt?”

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Book:Kein anderes Land: Aufzeichnungen aus Israel
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“You told me it was like the fight for me is all you’ve ever known. I think about that a lot and someplace inside me, some secret place that I can only look at for a little bit at a time, I know you’re right. I know this because I’ve been fighting for you to come home. I’ve been screaming and dying and praying for you to come home, and it’s taken so long, but now it’s like you never left, and I can’t seem to fit that together in my mind.”

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Book:Bear, Otter, and the Kid
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“The best love in the world, is the love of a man. The love of a man who came from your womb, the love of your son! I don't have a daughter, but maybe the love of a daughter is the best, too. I am first and foremost me, but right after that, I am a mother. The best thing that I can ever be, is me. But the best gift that I will ever have, is being a mother.”

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“জীবনে কিছু কিছু ব্যাপার আছে যা রূঢ় হলেও সত্য। ওকে জায়গায় থেকে জীবন কাটাবো এমন ইচ্ছে থাকলে তো বাড়িতেই থাকতাম, মাকে কাঁদিয়ে গৃহত্যাগ করতাম না। ভালবাসা, বন্ধুত্ব, প্রীতির সম্পর্ক-এসব খুব ভাল জিনিস, কিন্তু যে মোহ মহোত্তর সত্য থেকে আমাদের আড়াল করে রেখেছে তার থেকে মুক্তি পেতে হলে যতই কষ্ট হোক পথে বেরিয়ে পড়তে হবে। আমি আপনাদের ভালবাসায় জড়িয়ে পড়েছি। এবার যেতে হবে।”

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“She likes that they have a bathroom, not an outhouse but an actual bathroom, with a toilet that flushes, a shower, and a sink too, with twin faucets from which she can draw, with a flick of her wrist, water, either hot or cold. She likes waking up to the sound of Altona bleating in the morning, and the harmlessly cantankerous cook, Adiba, who works marvels in the kitchen. Sometimes, as Laila watches Tariq sleep, as her children mutter and stir in their own sleep, a great big lump of gratitude catches in her throat, makes her eyes water.”

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Book:A Thousand Splendid Suns
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“What was it like for them to leave home and cross the Pacific, with only the haziest plans for return? In the absence of available connections, they held onto an imaginary Taiwan, more an abstraction—a beacon, a phantom limb—than an actual island. The available technology delivered them there only on special occasions. So, they searched for traces of home in the faces of their classmates; they heard it wafting above the din when they shopped for groceries.”

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Book:Stay True
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