“
I seize the faults – to quit.
But never ever, I enlist
The intent of relinquishing
The adequacy of my life;
If it gets chosen:
I may cast it off,
Unless I rase it off:
It surely would never go
Out of my eternal clench.
”
― The Analecta
― The Analecta
“
There is much that is strange, but nothing that surpasses man in strangeness
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