This comparison cheered Wolf's mind a good deal; and his fingers tightened once more upon the handle of his stick. "These trees, this old-man's-beard, these dark ditch plans... they all see what they've the nature to see ... No living thing has ever seen reality as it is in itself. By God! there's probably nothing to see, when you come to that!"
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Wolf Solent - pg. 523
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