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Your rights reach down where all owners meet, in Hell's
Pointed exclusive conclave, at earth’s centre
(Your spun farm's root still on that axis dwells);
And up, through galaxies, a growing sector.

— William Empson

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The central function of imaginative literature is to make you realize that other people act on moral convictions different from your own.

Law makes long spokes of the short stakes of men.

Legal Fiction (1928)

Man, as the prying housemaid of the soul.

This Last Pain (1930)

There is a supreme God in the ethnological section; . . .
His smooth wood creeps with all the creeds of the world.

Homage to the British Museum (1935)

Life involves maintaining oneself between contradictions that can't be solved by analysis.

Bacchus (1935)

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