“Over the sturdy nakedness of truth
the diaphanous veil of phantasy.”

A Relíquia (1887); The Relic, trans. Margaret Jull Costa (1994), epigraph.

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Sobre a nudez forte da verdade o manto diáfano da fantasia.

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