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"The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less."
I know that this is not a novel about beauty, but I adore the language of this book.
— Feb 07, 2016 11:49AM
I know that this is not a novel about beauty, but I adore the language of this book.
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"and the order in creation which you see is that which you have put there, like a string in a maze, so that you shall not lose your way. For existance has its own order and that no man's mind can compass, that mind itself being but a fact among others."
— Apr 03, 2016 03:25PM
Ink
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"a howl of such outrage as to stitch a caesura in the pulsebeat of the world"
— Feb 12, 2016 01:25PM
