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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: united on this platform of projecting rock, but separated in soul by
the abysses of the Spiritual World.
"Seraphitus! teach me," said Minna in a silvery voice, soft as the
motion of a sensitive plant, "teach me how to cease to love you. Who
could fail to admire you; love is an admiration that never wearies."
"Poor child!" said Seraphitus, turning pale; "there is but one whom
thou canst love in that way."
"Who?" asked Minna.
"Thou shalt know hereafter," he said, in the feeble voice of a man who
lies down to die.
"Help, help! he is dying!" cried Minna.
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