A collection of quotes by Christopher Fry, A Sleep of Pris.
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The human heart can go to the lengths of God. Dark and cold we may be, but this Is no winter now. The frozen misery Of centuries breaks, cracks, begins to move;The thunder is the thunder of the floes, The thaw, the flood, the upstart Spring.Thank God our time is now when wrongComes up to face us everywhere,Never to leave us till we takeThe longest stride of soul we humans ever took.Affairs are now soul size.The enterprise Is exploration into God.Where are you making for? It takes So many thousand years to wake, But will you wake for pity
Christopher Fry, A Sleep of Pris
