” “Where?” He asked. They were things I had meant very much to talk to you about, so that I went home vexed and disappointed, and only relieved myself a little by writing a few verses. With what airs we human atoms invest ourselves! What ridiculous fancies of our importance! We believe we have destinies, when we have only destinations: that we are something immortal, when each of us is in truth only the repository of a dream. It stunned her. My friends consider it wonderfully faithful. Gerald’s voice came back to her, saying that she could not hope to outwit “a man who means business”. Blank it was, except for a gate near the bridgehead.
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