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I don't think a single one of them had any clear idea of time, as we at the end of countless ages have. They still belonged to the beginnings of time_
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I don't think a single one of them had any clear idea of time, as we at the end of countless ages have. They still belonged to the beginnings of time_
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It's time for everybody to start becoming conscious of their conscience.
The mind of man, moreover, works with equal strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it lodges in the queer element of the human spirit, may be stretched to fifty or a hundred times its clock length; on the other hand, an hour may be accurately represented on the timepiece of the mind by one second.