Stefan Andrei

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For the entire extent of this honeymoon with my soul I felt, to a greater degree than ever again in my life, that body, mind, and soul are fashioned of the same clay. Only when a person ages or falls into the grips of illness or misfortune do they separate and oppose one another. Sometimes the body wishes to assume command, sometimes the soul raises its own rebellious banner and wishes to flee. And the mind stands by impotently, watching and recording the dissolution. But when a person is young and strong, how united in loving brotherhood these triplets are, how they nurse on the same milk! I
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