"Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime and
Infinite aftertime: above your head
They close like giant wings, and you are dead."
— Vladimir Nabokov
"Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime and
Infinite aftertime: above your head
They close like giant wings, and you are dead."
— Vladimir Nabokov
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