Life as a Parable
Pinḥas Sadeh
1958
While my body, in its restlessness, yearned for distances but always inevitably returned to its point of departure, my soul, lacking repose, yearned to travel far into the mighty distances of the spirit that stretched out in the world of books, but at first it was only able to err and wander about blindly without being able to find its way there…
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