Letter

1 Introd| civilization—before the century passes, a conflict of races, “in
2 Introd|    minds always the same— which passes the torch from one to another.”~
3 Introd| Flaubert, the thinker. He never passes beyond that point in his
4 XXXII |         do nothing and the tide passes.~My novel is going very
5 CLXI  |      many times a day. Then, it passes and it begins again. Perhaps
6 CLXXII|      will see, before a century passes, several millions of men
7 CCXL  |      They will pass as the rain passes. The eternal thing is the
8 CCLXXX|     which will pass; everything passes. That is why I was not able