“The soul's certainty that the day will have to not be traversed but climbed, vertically, and then going to sleep again at the end of it will be like falling, again, off something tall and sheer”
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The soul's certainty that the day will have to not be traversed but climbed, vertically, and then going to sleep again at the end of it will be like falling, again, off something tall and sheer | lit.salon