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Of all my work this humdrum epic is the one that affords me most delight. Since it has its own momentum and has moved out of even my temporary control (for I am now merely its provisional functionary) I can say how beautiful and moving I find it, and how I feel it transcends the sum of its intriguing parts. With what wit I discover it combines the quotidian with the mystical in an unlooked for alchemy of chance! I serve it gladly: it is a masterpiece that consists entirely of its own conservation: neglect it and it dies, or becomes at most a fragment, the foot of an abandoned colossus. From the essay 20 Sites n Years |
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