Sublime
An inspiration engine for ideas
Without the light from the moon, the night was so dark he could barely make out the trees until he was almost bumping into them.
Ruth Ozeki • The Book of Form and Emptiness: A Novel
think of my Rhine journeys, the second of them hardly less terrifying than the first, everything becomes confused in my head:
W. G. Sebald • Austerlitz (Penguin Essentials)
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