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“ Will >> once angry and serene , passionately implacable with the sense of utter conviction . “ D. J. , " Roger said . you listen ? ” And the Old Man looked up quickly , as the weight of that charged voice roused in him his first ...
“ Will >> once angry and serene , passionately implacable with the sense of utter conviction . “ D. J. , " Roger said . you listen ? ” And the Old Man looked up quickly , as the weight of that charged voice roused in him his first ...
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in both ornament and image ; all ornament , however abstract , suggests some visual experience ; all images , however factual , reveal some sense of design . Both are forms of order . And both are sacramental . What is this sacrament ?
in both ornament and image ; all ornament , however abstract , suggests some visual experience ; all images , however factual , reveal some sense of design . Both are forms of order . And both are sacramental . What is this sacrament ?
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All art is waste in a material sense ; and the idea that things should be made more precious - looking in accordance with the status of the user seems to me entirely fitting . I think that a bishop should have a finer cope than a deacon ...
All art is waste in a material sense ; and the idea that things should be made more precious - looking in accordance with the status of the user seems to me entirely fitting . I think that a bishop should have a finer cope than a deacon ...
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