| Where No Fear Was: A Book About Fear Contributor(s): Benson, Arthur Christopher (Author) |
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ISBN: 1479146250 ISBN-13: 9781479146253 Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform OUR PRICE: $16.38 Product Type: Paperback - Other Formats Published: August 2012 |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Self-help | Motivational & Inspirational - History |
| Dewey: FIC |
| Physical Information: 0.35" H x 6" W x 9" (0.50 lbs) 162 pages |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: Thank you for checking out this book by Theophania Publishing. We appreciate your business and look forward to serving you soon. We have thousands of titles available, and we invite you to search for us by name, contact us via our website, or download our most recent catalogues. There surely may come a time for each of us, if we have lived with any animation or interest, if we have had any constant or even fitful desire to penetrate and grasp the significance of the strange adventure of life, a time, I say, when we may look back a little, not sentimentally or with any hope of making out an impressive case for ourselves, and interrogate the memory as to what have been the most real, vivid, and intense things that have befallen us by the way. We may try to separate the momentous from the trivial, and the important from the unimportant; to discern where and how and when we might have acted differently; to see and to say what has really mattered, what has made a deep mark on our spirit; what has hampered or wounded or maimed us. Because one of the strangest things about life seems to be our incapacity to decide beforehand, or even at the time, where the real and fruitful joys, and where the dark dangers and distresses lie. The things that at certain times filled all one's mind, kindled hope and aim, seemed so infinitely desirable, so necessary to happiness, have faded, many of them, into the lightest and most worthless of husks and phantoms, like the withered flowers that we find sometimes shut in the pages of our old books, and cannot even remember of what glowing and emotional moment they were the record |
