Summary of Dorothy Day's The Long Loneliness
Everest Media
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Ebook en format EPUB. Disponible pour téléchargement immédiat après la commande.
Éditeur:
Everest Media LLC
Everest Media LLC
Protection:
Filigrane
Filigrane
Année de parution:
2022
2022
ISBN-13:
9798822525825
Description:
Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 My mother’s family history is rich with tradition. She told me stories of when she was a little girl, and I loved hearing about her family’s history. It gave me a sense of continuity.
#2 We have lost our culture and our faith, and we are afraid to be either proud of our ancestors or ashamed of them. We have adopted a bourgeois mediocrity that would make it seem like we are all Americans, made in the image and likeness of George Washington.
#3 We did not search for God when we were children. We took Him for granted. We were taught to say our evening prayers, and then we would not pray anymore unless a thunderstorm made us hide our heads under the covers and propitiate the Deity by promising to be good.
#4 I can remember my religious experiences from when I was a child. I can remember the happy hours on the beach with my brothers, and fishing in a creek for eels, and running away with a younger cousin to an abandoned shack in a waste of swamp around Fort Hamilton.
Sample Book Insights:
#1 My mother’s family history is rich with tradition. She told me stories of when she was a little girl, and I loved hearing about her family’s history. It gave me a sense of continuity.
#2 We have lost our culture and our faith, and we are afraid to be either proud of our ancestors or ashamed of them. We have adopted a bourgeois mediocrity that would make it seem like we are all Americans, made in the image and likeness of George Washington.
#3 We did not search for God when we were children. We took Him for granted. We were taught to say our evening prayers, and then we would not pray anymore unless a thunderstorm made us hide our heads under the covers and propitiate the Deity by promising to be good.
#4 I can remember my religious experiences from when I was a child. I can remember the happy hours on the beach with my brothers, and fishing in a creek for eels, and running away with a younger cousin to an abandoned shack in a waste of swamp around Fort Hamilton.
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