“And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse…”
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From The Four Quartets East Coker […] IV. The wounded surgeon plies the
steel That questions the distempered part; Beneath the bleeding hands we
feel The s...
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Every time your faith starts to waiver even a bit, something like this happens and restores it tenfold.
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