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Over-soul

"The Supreme Critic on the errors of the past and the present, and the only prophet of that which must be, is that great nature in which we rest, as the earth lies in the soft arms of the atmosphere; that Unity, that Over-soul, within which every man's particular being is contained and made one with all other."

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To reach, not the point where one no longer says I, but the point where it is no longer of any importance whether one says I.

Deleuze

Posted on December 10, 2008March 31, 2011Author aliCategories Reflections, ReligionAuthor Deleuze

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