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{{Quote box|title=''On God: An Uncommon Conversation''|By [[Norman Mailer]] with [[J. Michael Lennon]]<br />New York: Random House, 2007<br />265 pp. Cloth $26.95.|align=right|width=25%}} | {{Quote box|title=''On God: An Uncommon Conversation''|By [[Norman Mailer]] with [[J. Michael Lennon]]<br />New York: Random House, 2007<br />265 pp. Cloth $26.95.|align=right|width=25%}} | ||
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{{start|Watching the doctors and nurses}} shuttling in and out of his wife’s hospital room, a restless [[w:G. K. Chesterton|G. K. Chesterton]] summed up the love and wonder rising inside him by saddling his imagination to charge through the closed door and place his hastily scribbled words on her breast: “The hair on your unconquered head shall freshen wanderers like a field / The very healers ’round your bed will touch your garments to be healed ... You will burn up the world at last / You are too healthy for the world. . . . ” Similar feelings were shared by many of those who loved Norman {{NM}} as in spirit they waited by his hospital door last November, drawn less by the gathering darkness than by the remarkable light that still shone so brightly from within. | {{start|Watching the doctors and nurses}} shuttling in and out of his wife’s hospital room, a restless [[w:G. K. Chesterton|G. K. Chesterton]] summed up the love and wonder rising inside him by saddling his imagination to charge through the closed door and place his hastily scribbled words on her breast: “The hair on your unconquered head shall freshen wanderers like a field / The very healers ’round your bed will touch your garments to be healed ... You will burn up the world at last / You are too healthy for the world. . . . ” Similar feelings were shared by many of those who loved Norman {{NM}} as in spirit they waited by his hospital door last November, drawn less by the gathering darkness than by the remarkable light that still shone so brightly from within. | ||
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