We existers are never either ready to hand or present at hand, because our ontological constitution, Existenz, is utterly different from theirs […]
His thoughts and their counterthoughts are bent and curled, snail-like, inside the whorls of fiction.
The number of men, divided by the number of ships, gives four hundred to each ship.
Jones had not travelled far before he paid his compliments to that beautiful planet, and, turning to his companion, asked him if he had ever beheld so delicious an evening?
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