“… and into this delicious fecundity, this fountain and spray of life, the fatal sterility of the male plunged itself, like a beak of brass, barren and bare. He wanted sympathy. He was a failure, he said… It was sympathy he wanted, to be a shred of his genius, first of all, and then to be taken within the circle of life, warmed and soothed… his barrenness made fertile”
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— Sep 28, 2025 09:09AM
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