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"There were no words for his images. He would have to invent new ones, stretch the dry withered skin of language until it could hold the flesh and blood of life--and the white breath of vision. For was that not what vision was: a whiteness? The whiteness that encompassed all else; all color; all sound; all sense, all waking, all dream; that was the infinite and ultimate, the oneness beyond the multiple...."