„This difficult living, heavy and as if all tied up,moving through that which has been left undone,is like the not-quite-finished walk of the swan.And dying, this slipping away fromthe ground upon which we stand every day,is his anxious letting himself fall—:into the waters, which receive him gladlyand which, as if happily already gone by,draw back under him, wave after wave;while the swan, infinitely calm and self-assured,opener and more magnificentand more serene, allows himself to be drawn on.“

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