He wanted to feel the world as just where life was just

He wanted to feel the world as just where life was just starting - even though it was really about to end.

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In Jeffrey Eugenides' "Middlesex," the protagonist experiences a longing to connect with the world at its beginnings, even as the reality of its impending end looms. This desire reflects a deeper exploration of identity and the complexities of existence, emphasizing a juxtaposition between hope and inevitable closure.

This quote encapsulates the essence of the character's struggle, suggesting a yearning for renewal and the vitality of life, despite an acknowledgment of life's...

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