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Iris Murdoch, The Time of the Angels Quotes: We are clay and nothing is real for us except the uncanny womb of Being into which we shall return.
         

We are clay and nothing is real for us except the uncanny womb of Being into which we shall return.


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We are clay and nothing is real for us except the uncanny womb of Being into which we shall return.
         



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