14.
Silenced she sank easily through deeps under deeps
of darkness until she lay like a stone at the farthest
bottom of life, knowing herself to be blind, deaf,
speechless, no longer aware of the members of her
own body, entirely withdrawn from all human concerns,
yet alive with a peculiar lucidity and coherence; all
notions of the mind, the reasonable inquiries of doubt,
all ties of blood and the desire of the heart, dissolved
and fell away from her, and there remained of her only
a minute fiercely burning particle of being that knew
itself alone, that relied upon nothing beyond itself for
its strength; not susceptible to any appeal or inducement,
being itself composed entirely of one single motive,
the stubborn desire to live.
{Katherine Anne Porter, Pale Horse, Pale Rider}
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