lispector-galilee

September 9, 2024

A night in Galilee is as if in the dark the breadth of the desert moved.

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Thought:

“‘Since mountains sink to vales, and valleys die,
‘And seas and rivers mourn their sources dry;
‘When my old cassock,’ says a Welsh divine,
‘Is out at elbows, why should I repine?’”

Richard Porson | “The Bathos”

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