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0 sats \ 1 reply \ @Coinsreporter 27 Apr \ parent \ on: Most comments wins 👀 meta
There was a door And I could not open it. I could not touch the handle. Why could I not walk out of my prison? What is hell? Hell is oneself, Hell is alone, the other figures in it Merely projections. There is nothing to escape from And nothing to Escape to. One is always alone. T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party
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0 sats \ 0 replies \ @Coinsreporter 27 Apr
We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far can one go. T. S. Elliot
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