“I knew full well that a name imprisons the soul, cramps it so that it can fit inside a word, obliges it to take whatever it has of the inexpressible, all the most precious qualities for which no substitute can be found, and abandon them outside this name's boundaries.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis 1883 – 1957 CE via P. A. Bien
from Report to Greco
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