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256 pages, Paperback
First published May 15, 1952
“The only way to the truth is through blasphemy, but do you care?”
He had left it when he was eighteen years old because the army had called him. He had thought at first he would shoot his foot and not go. He was going to be a preacher like his grandfather and a preacher can always do without a foot. A preacher’s power is in his neck and tongue and arm.
Sometimes he didn’t think, he only wondered; then before long he would find himself doing this or that, like a bird finds itself building a nest when it hasn’t actually been planning to.
'You then,' he said impatiently, pointing at the next one.
'What church you belong to ?'
'Church of Christ,' the boy said in a falsetto to hide the truth.
'Church of Christ!' Haze repeated.'Well, I preach rather Church Without Christ. I'm member and preacher to that church where the blind don't see and the lame don't walk and what's dead stays that way. Ask me about that church and I'll tell you it's the church that the blood of Jesus don't foul with redemption.' "
"I like his eyes . They don't look like they see what he's looking at but they keep on looking."
Sabbath Lily Hawkes.