Truth is a river that is always splitting up into arms that reunite.
Islanded between the arms the inhabitants argue for a lifetime
as to which is the main river.
-- Cyril Connolly, "The Unquiet Grave" 1945
Islanded between the arms the inhabitants argue for a lifetime
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-- Cyril Connolly, "The Unquiet Grave" 1945
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