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''My coming to faith did not start with a leap but rather a series of staggers from what seemed like one safe place to another. Like lily pads, round and green, these places summoned and then held me up while I grew. Each prepared me for the next leaf on which I would land....'' From ANNE LAMOTT's Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith (Pantheon, $23)
''Snow had begun falling at the close of that gray afternoon, gently settling on the cobblestones, whitening them for a moment before melting, leaving just a trace in the fissures between the stones.'' From PETER BROOKS' novel World Elsewhere (Simon & Schuster, $22)
