Mind and matter, said the lady in the wig, glide swift into the vortex if immensity. Howls the sublime, and softly sleeps the calm Ideal, in the whispering chambers of Imagination. (Charles Dickens)

Mind and matter, said the lady in the wig, glide swift into the vortex if immensity. Howls the sublime, and softly sleeps the calm Ideal, in the whispering chambers of Imagination.

Charles Dickens

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