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Sawbeaked epitome of bodiless
Idea, tossed by gusts of ether, dive
Through abstract mists and raid the sea of fact
Eat rich strange fish, grow long bright feathers, press
Form's flesh around thought's rib, and so derive
From the act of beauty, beauty of the act.

— Philip José Farmer

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The universe is a big place, perhaps the biggest.

Prometheus, I have no Titan's might,
Yet I, too, must each dusk renew my heart,
For daytime's vulture talons tear apart
The tender alcoves built by love at night.

Let's give this entity which you call soul another name. Soul has too many incorrect meanings for humans, too many verbal reverberations, too many contrary definitions.

The Magic Labyrinth (1980)

Of course, I’m only indulging in mankind’s vice of trying to make a symbol out of coincidence.

The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)

A miracle: a chance distribution of events, occurring one time in a billion.

The Fabulous Riverboat (1971)

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