When in your last hour (think of this) all faculty in the broken spirit shall fade away, and sink into inanity - imagination, thought, effort, enjoyment - then will the flower of belief, which blossoms even in the night, remain to refresh you with its fragrance in the last darkness. (Jean Paul)

When in your last hour (think of this) all faculty in the broken spirit shall fade away, and sink into inanity - imagination, thought, effort, enjoyment - then will the flower of belief, which blossoms even in the night, remain to refresh you with its fragrance in the last darkness.

Jean Paul

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