We learn more from our tears than our laughter
A Story of Hope: "Life is God's novel, so let Ultimate Source write it as it unfolds"
Nonfiction, Family & Relationships, Family Relationships, Parent & Adult Child, Relationships, Marriage
| Author: | Ray Carruthers | ISBN: | 1230003033609 |
| Publisher: | Golden Dawn Publishing (NZ) | Publication: | January 15, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Ray Carruthers |
| ISBN: | 1230003033609 |
| Publisher: | Golden Dawn Publishing (NZ) |
| Publication: | January 15, 2019 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
“We learn far more from our tears than our laughter”
From The Driver, The Nurse and The Writer
by ray carruthers
A story of reconciliation and the varied forms of love.
"Just as history is sometimes known as ‘His story’ , life itself is God’s novel; so let God, the Ultimate Source, the Ground of All Being write the very best, never-ending story of possibility, that is your unique journey down the river of life.”
- the writer (as inspired by the words of Isaac Bashevis Singer)
“Here was a light behind the despair, beyond the darkness. At first a flicker of an ember, just a tiny pin-prick of dawning possibilities. Then burning slowly, brightly and bigger, a glimmer, a candle in the blackness of despair, which gave off just enough of a glow (luminescence?) to light a path. And so show the rest of us the way ahead… a path to endless possibilities…from the darkness into the eternal light.”
as adapted (slightly) from Rian Malan’s powerful words in his compelling book ‘My Traitor’s Heart’
“One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. is all this imagination, fantasy? I do not think so. And then one asks: My God! Is it for long, is it for ever, is it for eternity? Do you know what frees one from this captivity? It is very deep serious affection. Being friends, being brothers, love, that is what opens the prison by supreme power, by some magic force.”
- Vincent Van Goch, letter to his brother, July 1880 (from Open: An autobiography by Andre Agassi)
“I want to write the way Gilles Villeneuve drove and slid his blood -red Formula One Ferrari… with wild enthusiasm, a sense of abandonment and youthful exuberance, yet also with the artists craft of a Stirling Moss, a Jim Clark, and especially an Ayrton Senna, living on the razor-blade edge of life.”
DEDICATION
For G and S, you 'guys' are the greatest joy in my life and yes, for you too beautiful M for producing them.
“Love never dies…it just changes.”
-“the writer”
“We learn far more from our tears than our laughter”
From The Driver, The Nurse and The Writer
by ray carruthers
A story of reconciliation and the varied forms of love.
"Just as history is sometimes known as ‘His story’ , life itself is God’s novel; so let God, the Ultimate Source, the Ground of All Being write the very best, never-ending story of possibility, that is your unique journey down the river of life.”
- the writer (as inspired by the words of Isaac Bashevis Singer)
“Here was a light behind the despair, beyond the darkness. At first a flicker of an ember, just a tiny pin-prick of dawning possibilities. Then burning slowly, brightly and bigger, a glimmer, a candle in the blackness of despair, which gave off just enough of a glow (luminescence?) to light a path. And so show the rest of us the way ahead… a path to endless possibilities…from the darkness into the eternal light.”
as adapted (slightly) from Rian Malan’s powerful words in his compelling book ‘My Traitor’s Heart’
“One cannot always tell what it is that keeps us shut in, confines us, seems to bury us, but still one feels certain barriers, certain gates, certain walls. is all this imagination, fantasy? I do not think so. And then one asks: My God! Is it for long, is it for ever, is it for eternity? Do you know what frees one from this captivity? It is very deep serious affection. Being friends, being brothers, love, that is what opens the prison by supreme power, by some magic force.”
- Vincent Van Goch, letter to his brother, July 1880 (from Open: An autobiography by Andre Agassi)
“I want to write the way Gilles Villeneuve drove and slid his blood -red Formula One Ferrari… with wild enthusiasm, a sense of abandonment and youthful exuberance, yet also with the artists craft of a Stirling Moss, a Jim Clark, and especially an Ayrton Senna, living on the razor-blade edge of life.”
DEDICATION
For G and S, you 'guys' are the greatest joy in my life and yes, for you too beautiful M for producing them.
“Love never dies…it just changes.”
-“the writer”
