Diotima knew that one had to let oneself tumble headlong into radical changes in one’s circumstances and wake up amid one’s new four walls without quite knowing how one got there, but she felt exposed to influences that kept her wide awake.
Robert Musil. The Man Without Qualities. p461

So many gems in this novel clustered so densely that I can only digest a Chapter or two at a time. Second year of reading so far…

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