Wislawa Szymborska But they know about us, they know, the four corners, and the chairs nearby us. Discerning shadows also know, and even the table keeps quiet.
Zadie Smith ...They cannot escape their history any more than you yourself can lose your shadow.
Vladimir Nabokov I was the shadow of the waxwing slain/By the false azure in the windowpane...
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Wislawa Szymborska
Zadie Smith
Vladimir Nabokov