It is strange, is it not, how a person can adore one’s soul so much that they adore one’s body also?
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It is strange, is it not, how a person can adore one’s soul so much that they adore one’s body also?
“You know that dream of Tolstoy’s where he’s in some sort of bed contraption suspended between the abyss below and the abyss above? You know that one? Well, I gave it to him, the Lord said.”
Joy Williams | “See That You Remember”