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Title:
The sophist
Author:
Bernstein, Charles, 1950-
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Edition:
First edition.
Publication Information:
Los Angeles, Calif. : Sun & Moon Press, [1987]

©1987
Physical Description:
179 pages ; 20 cm
Language:
English
ISBN:
9780940650787

9780940650794
Format :
Book

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Central Library PS3552.E7327 S67 1987 Adult Non-Fiction Central Closed Stacks
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Why I Am Not a Christian One holds these promises (holds to them) amidst the make-believe mayhem of another day each farther from that resolution in renouncing aspired to as cat its pawn. You always throw it down but you never pick it up. Everything everywhere circumscribed by itsphysical, which is to say habitual array, the necessity to order what is otherwise always possible. The frequent opportunities I have possessed of observing the thousand acts of amiability and kindness, feeling by conduct turned to expectation and ripened to remorse. You cannot suppose and cannot not to. The freight is slumberous friend to a commoded journey -- nearly a smile or only a poor bred thing. Profits will never displace the value of this self-made masquerade. Excerpted from The Sophist by Charles Bernstein All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
Why I Am Not a Christian One holds these promises (holds to them) amidst the make-believe mayhem of another day each farther from that resolution in renouncing aspired to as cat its pawn. You always throw it down but you never pick it up. Everything everywhere circumscribed by itsphysical, which is to say habitual array, the necessity to order what is otherwise always possible. The frequent opportunities I have possessed of observing the thousand acts of amiability and kindness, feeling by conduct turned to expectation and ripened to remorse. You cannot suppose and cannot not to. The freight is slumberous friend to a commoded journey -- nearly a smile or only a poor bred thing. Profits will never displace the value of this self-made masquerade. Excerpted from The Sophist by Charles Bernstein All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.

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