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Gentlefolk stay at home.
Travel
reveals what is lamentable in the soul.
To go elsewhere is to
unstitch
the gather of innocence which innocence weaves
around our place.
It is the reason why I set great store on staying
at home amid my own things:
they are my common heartrending absolute.

From The Book of the Snow

Philip Mosley, translation from
the French written by François Jacqmin

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