A thousand years ago five minutes were Equal to forty ounces of fine s…

Vladimir Nabokov
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A thousand years ago five minutes were Equal to forty ounces of fine sand. Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime and Infinite aftertime: above your head They close like giant wings, and you are dead. ✨ Vladimir Nabokov (2011). Pale Fire, p.32, Vintage
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