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De speech van een 13 jarig meisje als Jane haar verteld over haar gemene stiefmoeder:

Life appears to me too short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongs. We are, and must be, one and all, burdened by faults in this world; but the time will soon come when, I trust, we shall put them off in putting off our corruptible bodies...

Erg komisch

In Wirklichkeit aber ist kein Ich, auch nicht das naivste, eine Einheit, sondern eine höchst vielfältige Welt, ein kleiner Sternenhimmel, ein Chaos von Formen, Stufen und Zuständen, von Erbschaften und Möglichkeiten.

Unsheathe your dagger definitions. Horseness is the whatness of allhorse. Streams of tendency and eons they worship. God: noise in the street: very peripatetic. Space: what you damn well have to see. Through spaces smaller than red globules of man's blood they creepycrawl after Blake's buttocks into eternity of which this vegetable world is but a shadow. Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to

La mouture commence.

There are certain queer times and occasions in this strange mixed affair we call life when a man takes this whole universe for a vast practical joke, though the wit thereof he but dimly discerns, and more than suspects that the joke is at nobody's expense but his own.