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           "Thushedirectedmetothatwhichisbeyondandoutsideourownpredicament;tothatwhichissymbolic,andthusperhapspermanent,ifthereisanypermanenceinoursleeping,eating,breathing,soanimal,sospiritualandtumultuouslives.

           ’Thewillowtreegrewbytheriver.IsatonthesmoothturfwithNeville,withLarpent,withBaker,Romsey,Hughes,PercivalandJinny.Throughitsfineplumesspeckedwithlittleprickedearsofgreeninspring,oforangeinautumn,Isawboats;buildings;Isawhurrying,decrepitwomen.Iburiedmatchaftermatchintheturfdecidedlytomarkthisorthatstageintheprocessofunderstanding(itmightbephilosophy;science;itmightbemyself)whilethefringeofmyintelligencefloatingunattachedcaughtthosedistantsensationswhichafteratimetheminddrawsinandworksupon;thechimeofbells;generalmurmurs;vanishingfigures;onegirlonabicyclewho,assherode,seemedtoliftthecornerofacurtainconcealingthepopulousundifferentiatedchaosoflifewhichsurgedbehindtheoutlinesofmyfriendsandthewillowtree.

           ’Thetreealoneresistedoureternalflux.ForIchangedandchanged;wasHamlet,wasShelley,wasthehero,whosenameInowforget,ofanovelbyDostoevsky;wasforawholeterm,incredibly,Napoleon;butwasByronchiefly.Formanyweeksatatimeitwasmyparttostrideintoroomsandflingglovesandcoatonthebackofchairs,scowlingslightly.Iwasalwaysgoingtothebookcaseforanothersipofthedivinespecific.