So the man groped for light; all this was not Life,—it was the world-wandering of a soul in search of itself, the striving of one who vainly sought his place in the world, ever haunted by the shadow of a death that is more than death,—the passing of a soul that has missed its duty.
From his seminal work, this passage describes the profound spiritual journey of a soul searching for its true purpose and place in the world.
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