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“His head was bent on one side and he seemed lost in an opium dream, looking lovingly upon the world â€� men, animals, the carts, carriages, palanquins, all - as they passed by. Or perhaps he was looking upon nothing, for his gaze did not so much as flicker when Firangia came to a stop and greeted him.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, The Thugs & a Courtesan

“He was ready to take a pothead, alcoholic, heroin-addicted, whoremonger, a bulimic, cigarette smoking womanizer, and form the deepest type of bond that could be made and had no exit clauses or reversals. He had pursued me when others would’ve given up a thousand times. He made a covenant with me, signed by a pen dipped in His own blood, a covenant forged by His love, in His love, and through His love. It is a love story written by the Author of the universe.”
― Michael J Heil, Pursued: God’s relentless pursuit and a drug addict’s journey to finding purpose