how math and science made man celestial
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On an autumn day like any other, evening assumed a too-close adjacency between afternoon and night. As if the ghosts were preparing for Halloween, our porch was bathed in an infernal light which did not illuminate, to which no eyes could grow accustomed.
But I have a new love for that glittering instrument, the human soul. It is a lovely and unique thing in the universe. It is always attacked and never destroyed.
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| — | East of Eden // John Steinbeck (via loveyourchaos) |
