A disappointed-looking Jesus eyed her from the wall...Look, look, her steps called out, here is a red headed sinner on the move.

عندما نكون مع أشخاص آخرين لا يتكلمون ، يغدو الوضع مزعجا ، موترا ولا يحتمل

"Poetry : My dream"

Judge me, when I achieve my dream.
then, mock me when I achieve my dream.
Then, tell me I can't do it when I achieve my dream.

I never had any doubts about my abilities. I knew I could write. I just had to figure out how to eat while doing this.  [Cormac McCarthy's Venomous Fiction, New York Times, April 19, 1992]

Written By Cormac McCarthy

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