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May 9, 2025

Donald Barthelme, “The Expedition”

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Thought:

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…with one impulse of the heart we only just grazed it— and sighing left the first fruits of our spirit there and came back to the sound of our human tongue where words have beginnings and endings.

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Augustine | Confessions 9.10

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