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"All my life I have lived and behaved very much like [the] sandpiper -- just running down the edges of different countries and continents, "looking for something" . . ."
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"It is like what we imagine knowledge to be: dark, salt, clear, moving, utterly free, drawn from the cold hard mouth of the world, derived from the rocky breast forever, flowing and drawn, and since our knowledge is historical, flowing, and flow."
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The iceberg cuts its facets from within Like jewelry from a grave.
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The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
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"Icebergs behoove the soul (Both being self-made from elements least visible) to see themselves: fleshed, fair, erected, indivisible."
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