“Let
them be helpless like children because weakness is a great thing, and strength
is nothing. When a man is born, he is
weak and flexible. When he dies, he is hard and insensitive. When a tree is
growing, it is tender and pliant. But when it is dry and hard, it dies.
Hardness and strength are death’s companions. Pliancy and weakness are
expressions of the freshness of being, because what has hardened will never
win.”
- Stalker
(1979)
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