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Katia N
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I don't believe in the human soul. I never have. I believe that people are like portmanteaux-packed with certain things, started going, thrown about, tossed away, dumped down, lost and found, half emptied suddenly, or squeezed fatter than ever, until finally the Ultimate Porter swings them on to the Ultimate Train and away they rattle....
— Jul 02, 2026 10:50AM
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Katia N
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What a sentence:
‘While I am here, I am there, lifting my face to the dim sky, and it seems to me it must be raining all over the world- that the whole earth is drenched, is sounding with soft, quick patter or hard, steady drumming, or gurgling and something that is like sobbing and laughing mingled together, and that light, playful splashing that is of water falling into still lakes and flowing rivers.’
— Jun 30, 2026 02:25AM
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‘While I am here, I am there, lifting my face to the dim sky, and it seems to me it must be raining all over the world- that the whole earth is drenched, is sounding with soft, quick patter or hard, steady drumming, or gurgling and something that is like sobbing and laughing mingled together, and that light, playful splashing that is of water falling into still lakes and flowing rivers.’
Katia N
is on page 432 of 816
What a sentence:
‘While I am here, I am there, lifting my face to the dim sky, and it seems to me it must be raining all over the world- that the whole earth is drenched, is sounding with soft, quick patter or hard, steady drumming, or gurgling and something that is like sobbing and laughing mingled together, and that light, playful splashing that is of water falling into still lakes and flowing rivers.’
— Jun 30, 2026 02:03AM
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‘While I am here, I am there, lifting my face to the dim sky, and it seems to me it must be raining all over the world- that the whole earth is drenched, is sounding with soft, quick patter or hard, steady drumming, or gurgling and something that is like sobbing and laughing mingled together, and that light, playful splashing that is of water falling into still lakes and flowing rivers.’
