Flann O"Brien: The Third Policeman
The particular death you die is not even a death (which is an inferior phenomenon at best) only an insanitary abstraction in the backyard[...]
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Joe had been explaining things in the meantime. He said it was again the beginning of the unfinished, the re-discovery of the familiar, the re-experience of the already suffered, the fresh-forgetting of the unremembered. Hell goes round and round. In shape it is circular and by nature it is interminable, repetitive and very nearly unbearable.
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