This idea keeps coming back to me, and even though I question the components featured, intuitively it sounds right.  Another pithy commentary on the nature of stories. 

What story can be conceived without a tear, without song, without a book or a prayer? 

See also our celebration of this slim and splendid book, complete with a mosaic of illustrated quotations.  

Source: Mia Couto, The Tuner of Silences, trans. David Brookshaw (Biblioasis, 2012 (2009)), p. 48

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