I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively. How can we face such a fact, and not live in fear?
Source:Part III, Story 9. The Wound of Living, Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings (1936–1943; published 1999)
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