"There are, I suppose, times in all lives when concentrated attention to one problem, human, abstract, practical, seems to evoke a more than randomly distributed series of 'fortunate' encounters with related people, books, ideas. This may be a phenomenon related to the apparently concentric scratches on George Eliot's metaphorical mirror, which seem to gather round the candle and self-regarding gaze of the egoist
— Jun 26, 2026 01:29PM
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