/lit/ - Literature

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"The evil of the world is that those elements which are translucent so far as transmission is concerned, in themselves are of slight weight; and that those elements with individual weight, by their discord, impose upon vivid immediacy the obligation that it fades into night. 'He giveth his beloved - sleep.'"

Whitehead had beautiful thoughts and a sensitivity to the world worth remembering. He is not to be read only for lucidity, but for profundity. Whitehead might make you cry, should one try and see what he saw...