"And Time, old fleece spun by Death, which ever changes kingdoms and laws, which renews always life with other fates, till they in turn become old themselves, which renders all things fleeting, and yet with purpose (...)"
"And what are we, really? (...) And there are plenty worlds and always they are changing. But all of them, however large or however small, would fit inside an open hand."
This will be a five star.
— Nov 25, 2023 12:34PM
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