Homer, The Guide, 1895
Karen Blixen
We fish rest quietly, on all sides supported, within an
element which all the time accurately and unfailingly evens itself out. An
element which may be said to have taken over our personal experience, regardless of individual shape and whether we be flat fish or round
fish, our weight and body and calculated according to the quantity of our
surroundings which we displace. We run no risks. For our changing of place in
existence never creates, or leaves after it, what man calls a way, upon which
phenomenon -- in reality no phenomenon but an illusion -- he will waste
inexplicable passionate deliberation. Man, in the end, is alarmed by the idea
of time, and unbalanced by incessant wanderings between past and future.
Karen Blixen
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