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Marina TsvetaevaAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: russian
- Born: October 9, 1892
- Died: August 31, 1941
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But can I really will anything? At this moment I feel the pleasure of being stone, the sun warms me, the wind makes acceptable this adjustment of my body, I have no intention of ceasing to be a stone. Why? Because I like it. So then I too am slave to a passion, which advises me against wanting freely its opposite. However, willing, I could will. And yet I do not. How much freer am I than a stone?
Umberto Eco