…”they all think it’s a river…”

Like every one else about her, he was caught up in the irresistible flow of existence, which somehow reminded her less of a mighty river tending seaward than of a moving stairway revolving on itself. “Only they all think it’s a river…” she mused.

–From Edith Wharton’s The Mother’s Recompense (1925)

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