"There was a message written in pencil on the tiles by the roller towel. This was it:
WHAT IS THE PURPOSE OF LIFE?
Trout plundered his pockets for a pen or pencil. He had an answer to the question.
To be
the eyes
and ears
and conscience
of the Creator of the Universe,
you fool"
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"it is only through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect that a certain type of perfection can be attained"
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