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Richard Nelson’s Followers (9)
Richard Nelson
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Beyond the Veil: Near Death Experiences, Volume IV
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1994
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The Apple Family: Scenes from Life in the Country (The Rhinebeck Panorama)
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2014
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7 editions
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Patriotism and the American Land
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2002
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Conversations in Tusculum: A Play
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2008
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4 editions
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Two Shakespearean Actors
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1990
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10 editions
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Some Americans Abroad
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1990
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6 editions
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James Joyce's The dead: A musical
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2000
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2 editions
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Sweet and Sad
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2011
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That Hopey Changey Thing
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2010
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The General from America
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1996
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6 editions
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“The mountain has left me feeling renewed, more content and positive than I’ve been for weeks, as if something has been given back after a long absence, as if my eyes have opened once again. For this time at least, I’ve let myself be rooted in the unshakable sanity of the senses, spared my mind the burden of too much thinking, turned myself outward to experience the world and inward to savor the pleasures it has given me.”
― Island Within
― Island Within
“I’ve often thought of the forest as a living cathedral, but this might diminish what it truly is. If I have understood Koyukon teachings, the forest is not merely an expression or representation of sacredness, nor a place to invoke the sacred; the forest is sacredness itself. Nature is not merely created by God; nature is God. Whoever moves within the forest can partake directly of sacredness, experience sacredness with his entire body, breathe sacredness and contain it within himself, drink the sacred water as a living communion, bury his feet in sacredness, touch the living branch and feel the sacredness, open his eyes and witness the burning beauty of sacredness”
― Island Within
― Island Within
“Or I would be the rain itself, wreathing over the island, mingling in the quiet of moist places, filling its pores with its saturated breaths. And I would be the wind, whispering through the tangled woods, running airy fingers over the island’s face, tingling in the chill of concealed places, sighing secrets in the dawn. And I would be the light, flinging over the island, covering it with flash and shadow, shining on rocks and pools, softening to a touch in the glow of dusk. If I were the rain and wind and light, I would encircle the island like the sky surrounding earth, flood through it like a heart driven pulse, shine from inside it like a star in flames, burn away to blackness in the closed eyes of its night. There are so many ways I could love this island, if I were the rain.”
― Island Within
― Island Within
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