Snakes are still venomous

In that miserable fight, I kept waiting for inspiration. The voice of the muezzin at four in the morning stirred in my chest a deep-seated pang that had been ringing for centuries, and it was much stronger than the church bells, there is no doubt about that. There is no such urgency in the ringing of bells. The bells may announce joy or sadness, but the muezzin is neither joyful nor sad. His voice comes from a place beyond sadness and joy. It is a lively, energetic sound; And the words that...