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“Between my sleeping and dreaming,
Between me and the one in me
Who I suppose I am,
A river flows without end.

“30 August 1933”
― Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe: Selected Poems

“The main thing to understand is that we are imprisoned in some kind of work of art.”
― Terence McKenna

“The world,’ he said, ‘grows hourly more and more sceptical of all that lies beyond its own narrow radius; and our men of science foster the fatal tendency. They condemn as fable all that resists experiment. They reject as false all that cannot be brought to the test of the laboratory or the dissecting-room. Against what superstition have they waged so long and obstinate a war, as against the belief of apparitions? And yet what superstition has maintained its hold upon the minds of men so long and so firmly? Show me any fact in physics, in history, in archaeology, which is supported by testimony so wide and so various. Attested by all races of men, in all ages, and in all climates, by the soberest sages of antiquity, by the rudest savage of today, by the Christian, the Pagan, the Pantheist, the Materialist, this phenomenon is treated as a nursery tale by the philosophers of our century. Circumstantial evidence weighs with them as a feather in the balance. The comparison of causes with effects, however valuable in physical science, is put aside as worthless and unreliable. The evidence of competent witnesses, however conclusive in a court of justice, counts for nothing. He who pauses before he pronounces is condemned as a trifler. He who believes, is a dreamer or a fool.”
― Amelia B. Edwards, The Phantom Coach: Collected Ghost Stories

“The person who doesn’t read lives only one life. The reader lives 5,000. Reading is immortality backwards.”
― Umberto Eco