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A Hand Outstretched in the Darkness

Art, like prayer, is a hand outstretched in the darkness, seeking for some touch of grace which will transform it into a hand that bestows gifts.

Kafka

Posted on July 30, 2007April 1, 2011Author aliCategories AestheticsAuthor Kafka

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