@alekairos@mastodon.social The heart took all things lightly, and made easy of every task; then, when Patience stood still, the heart tore open its collar. It commanded the Ship of the Soul: “It is time to depart,” and locked Reason away in the captain’s cabin. To Desire it gave the banner of triumph; and when it had ventured deep into the vast, dark sea, it found itself a wisp of straw, and the Ship of the Soul a mere little skiff.
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