the Ultimate Train

January 13, 2017

gazing-down

I don’t believe in the human soul. I never have. I believe that people are like portmanteaux–packed with certain things, started going, thrown about, tossed away, dumped down, lost and found, half emptied suddenly, or squeezed fatter than ever, until finally the Ultimate Porter swings them on to the Ultimate Train and away they rattle…

Katherine Mansfield
Je Ne Parle Pas Français

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