He ordered a cup of tea and two biscuits for five pence and thought of nothing.-Oh, but that's impossible.-It's not possible to think of nothing. Certainly it was unprofessional of Fred, who was paid by the university to use his mind, and unwise of him as a lover, but there it was, he was occupied with bitter sensations, giving way to stupefaction, then to emptiness.
( Penelope Fitzgerald )
[ The Gate of Angels ]
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