Category Archives: Proust

The Way The Cookie Uncrumbles Itself

I put down the cup and turn to my mind.  It is up to my mind to find the truth.  But how?  What grave uncertainty, whenever the mind feels overtaken by itself;  when it, the seeker, is also the obscure … Continue reading

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