I felt the breath of God go cold on my skin. by Leah Price

I felt the breath of God go cold on my skin.

Leah Price

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A self without a shelf remains cryptic; a home without books nake... by Leah Price

A self without a shelf remains cryptic; a home without books naked.

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Correction of Earlier Entry: 8/01/12We read over the shoulders of giants; books place us in dialogue not just with an author but with other readers.

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Paper remains the standard to which digital media can only aspire... by Leah Price

Paper remains the standard to which digital media can only aspire.

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