My rating: 3 of 5 stars
This has been my devotional book the last few months. It has been enjoyable to experience the prayers of different faith traditions and thus enrich my own spirituality.
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Here is a good paragraph from Links by Nuruddin Farah.
"Truth-telling" sits awkwardly on evil men, Jeebleh thought. Caloosha's distended belly was filled with sentiments of war and wickedness, which was why he looked so ugly, and so unhealthy. Attrition retarded his brain, evil dulled his imagination, did not sharpen it.
The conservative writer R. R. Reno has an excellent essay on Jack Kerouac's On the Road, which is kinda surprising. An excerpt:
So it was for me the first time I read On the Road more than twenty-five years ago. A bohemian fellow traveler of sorts, I had already been on my own road, hitchhiking many times across America. The book had a paradoxically sobering effect as I read it one day on the front porch of a hostel in France, outside of Chamonix, overlooking a meadow in late spring bloom. When I finished I felt a judgment on my Emersonian fantasies of originality. My small efforts to escape from the safe streets and calm kitchens of middle-class America were, I learned, part of an old story. I was going down an often-walked road with my emblematic backpack and blue jeans and torn T-shirt. I felt like a suburban explorer who suddenly realizes that the nearby forest is not the Amazonian jungle.