From C.S. Lewis, An Experiment in Criticism:
But in reading great literature I become
a thousand men and yet remain
myself. Like the night sky in the Greek
poem, I see with a myriad eyes, but it
is still I who see. Here, as in worship,
in love, in moral action, and in knowing,
I transcend myself; and am never
more myself than when I do.
In the Shadow of the Past
3 months ago

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