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"As though to breathe were life. Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
"From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this grey spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought."

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Veronese, Christ Healing a Woman with an Issue of Blood, c.1548
Quaerere Deum

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