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“..,achieving the rounded feeling almost of the forms of flesh and the light of nature, and being thus equipped for the maximum number of contingencies...” p. 113

“almost a moment of peace, of purity in which what we are meant to perceive could almost take shape in the empty air, if only there were time enough, and yet in the time it takes to perceive the dimness of its outline”

“The truth... was like a bare room, or an alphabet, an alphabet of clemency...The words formed from it and the sentences formed from them were dry and clear, as though made of wood.” p. 55

“... I’m startin staring too long out over this elaborate view one begins to forget that one of looking inside....” p. 11

“But day is there to assure you that you can’t have this on another way, as you could with films and shapes of night... that any breathing is to be breathing into each other... like all apprehended things.” p. I