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1 " Over your breasts of motionless current,over your legs of firmness and water,over the permanence and the prideof your naked hairI want to be, my love, now that the tears arethrowninto the raucous baskets where they accumulate,I want to be, my love, alone with a syllableof mangled silver, alone with a tip of your breast of snow. "
― Pablo Neruda
2 " Stupidity is doomed,therefore, to cringeat every syllableof wisdom. "
― Heraclitus , Fragments
