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Originally Posted by roachboy
[...] it seemed logical after reading her to read george eliot's middlemarch, which was interminable. a super-vivid account of a hellishly small english town. it reminded me of new hampshire. i couldn't get out of there fast enough.
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I tromping through it now.
Middlemarch, that is...not New Hampshire.
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Knowing that death is certain and that the time of death is uncertain, what's the most important thing?
—Bhikkhuni Pema Chödrön
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
—From "Burnt Norton," Four Quartets (1936), T. S. Eliot
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