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I tried, out of a sort of last-resort self-preserving wisdom, to suffer purely. O you my fellow sufferers, you who mourn in waning hope and in ingenious fantastic yearning the loss of the beloved, let me give you at least this advice: suffer purely. Banish remorse, banish resentment and the screaming contortions
And she came straight to you?’
‘I suppose so. She arrived pretty soon after Arnold—’
‘And what did she say?’
‘Do stop looking like King Lear—’
‘What did she say?
‘I suppose so. She arrived pretty soon after Arnold—’
‘And what did she say?’
‘Do stop looking like King Lear—’
‘What did she say?
(Black Prince. Bradley Pearson.
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