"I don´t believe in human soul. I never have. I believe that people are like portmanteux - packed with certain things, started going, thrown about, tossed away, dumped down, lost and found, half emptied suddenly, or squeezed fatter than ever, until finally the Ultimate Porter swings them on to the Ultimate Train and away they rattle..."
Je Ne Parle Pas Français - Katherine Mansfield, in Bliss and other stories, 1920.
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