Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; — Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; — Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; — Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; — Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; — Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
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Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; it was a block of persisting nows.

— Richard Powers, The Time of Our Singing
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