"...I follow with my eyes the proud and futile wake. Which, as it bears me from no fatherland away, bears me onward to no shipwreck."
— Samuel Beckett, Molloy
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"...I follow with my eyes the proud and futile wake. Which, as it bears me from no fatherland away, bears me onward to no shipwreck."
— Samuel Beckett, Molloy
