live; a spirit broods hovers continual death time, lost meaning, unrec — Iris Murdoch, Net

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So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.

Iris Murdoch, Under the Net

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