We are accustomed to believe that our world was created by God speaking the Word; but I ask, may it not rather be that he wrote it, wrote a Word so l… - J. M. Coetzee

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We are accustomed to believe that our world was created by God speaking the Word; but I ask, may it not rather be that he wrote it, wrote a Word so long we have yet to come to the end of it? May it not be that God continually writes the world, the world and all that is in it?

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About J. M. Coetzee

John Maxwell Coetzee (born 9 February 1940), often called J. M. Coetzee, is a South African-born writer and academic. A novelist and literary critic as well as a translator, Coetzee won the 2003 Nobel Prize in Literature. He now lives in Australia.

Biography information from Wikiquote · Portrait adapted from Wikimedia Commons, Mariusz Kubik, http://www.mariuszkubik.pl (CC BY)

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Native Name: John Maxwell Coetzee
Alternative Names: John Coetzee J.M. Coetzee

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