Floating high on the waters of catastrophe
On its own, having escaped my grasp, the spool I had loosed was unwinding. - Julien Gracq
On its own, having escaped my grasp, the spool I had loosed was unwinding.
- Julien Gracq
Blood had long since ceased to beat from one end to the other, but one could sense, from passages marked with fresher traces of wheels and hooves, th… - Julien Gracq
Blood had long since ceased to beat from one end to the other, but one could sense, from passages marked with fresher traces of wheels and hooves, th…
Floating high on the waters of catastrophe - Julien Gracq
And what can still delight an inert stone except to become, once more, the bed of a raging torrent? - Julien Gracq
And what can still delight an inert stone except to become, once more, the bed of a raging torrent?
A history of literature, unlike history as such, ought to list only victories, for its defeats are no victory for anyone. - Julien Gracq
A history of literature, unlike history as such, ought to list only victories, for its defeats are no victory for anyone.
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