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“…with effort he looked up: raising
to himself
all that inhered in the book’s depths,
with eyes which, instead of taking,
bumped
givingly into the full-finished world:
the way quiet children, who have played
alone,
suddenly experience what’s at hand;
but his features, which were in order,
remained forever recomposed.” p. 226

“Who knows him, this youth who’s let his
face sink down
from his own existence to a second one…

Even his mother would not be sure
it’s he who sits there reading something…
how can we know how much of him was
lost…” p. 226

if you’re confused about my suddenly reading so much: yes i’ve got covid 😷 trying to make the best of it by tackling my tbr