Let us go then, you and I
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table
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Let us go then, you and I
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table
“Words are very slippery. Wittgenstein has more than 30 pages, for example, on the word “pain.” What is pain? Can I tell what kind of pain you’re in? You can tell me, “I really am in extreme pain.” But is that necessarily “true”? Maybe you’re just trying to impress me.”
Marjorie Perloff